I think you can see why I was happy to pull KP Duty. There was rice and fake meat (Boca Crumbles - a soy protein product) and spices and cinnamon and onions and zucchini and a creamy, cheesy Parmesan sauce. Is your mouth watering? I didn't want to let that dish out of my sight!
How 'bout a little taste?
Mom said, "Not for Siberians." I offered to change my name to Damianos and learn how to yell "OPA!" instead of wooing, but it was still a no-go.
Oh, it's that "raisin" thing, isn't it? OK... how about one of those cucumber spears then?
It wasn't a total blow-out, though. Mom saved us some rice. That was a double bonus for me and Zim - it was just plain rice, so the girls both spit theirs on the floor and walked away; we got to have their share, too. Ha woo. Err... I mean OPA!
Dave (call me Damianos)