Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Georgian Dining

We went to a Georgian (nation, not state) restaurant last night, amid jokes that the current fun relations between Moscow and Tbilisi could lead to a firebombing. The woman who recommended it to us said "go if you like garlic."

As an appetizer, I got a selection of pickled foods ... beets, peppers, pickles themselves. They were great. I picked up what looked to be a pearl onion, and bit in.

It was a full garlic clove. I saw Jesus at that moment, my friends. Tears coursed down my cheek. Let me tell you, you haven't really reached manhood until you've eaten a garlic clove, unsuspectingly. I'm not gonna be kissable for weeks.

2 comments:

Vaic Fan said...

Eating garlic causes problems when kissing girls? That would explain so many things for me...

Anonymous said...

Hee! I had a great-grandmother who always liked to surprise us with the whole clove trick. You know, I'd be chompin' down on a nice German-style wilted lettuce salad and all of a sudden BOOM! I'd practically be cryin' for my mommy! Besides that, she was a very nice woman... just had that little garlic mean streak of hers...

L.P.