carrots and celery
After my encounter with a bland curry with celery, you would think I had learned to stay away from ethnic food in Ireland. However, I fell for it again. At a farmer’s market there was a stand with a Mexican guy and his Irish wife selling various Mexican dishes. (Think Pilar’s Tamales in Ann Arbor.) I thought I would risk it since he was actually Russian, but my burrito came with … carrots and celery. You call that a burrito?
February 9th, 2010 at 2:00 pm
…at least they’re making use of locally grown produce? Unless the carrots were ironic carrots imported from Mexico.
February 9th, 2010 at 5:14 pm
Yes, I was thinking about the possibility that the produce was local. That would certainly make me feel better. In any case, I think the carrots themselves aren’t terribly ironic but rather the fact that they were imported.
February 9th, 2010 at 7:53 pm
*sigh* that’s true. I chose “ironic carrots” over “ironically imported” because I thought it sounded funnier (or like a good name for a rock band, as Dave Barry would say). But I forgot I was talking to a linguist type who would be bothered by the imprecision.
February 9th, 2010 at 10:16 pm
Not bothered … amused!