Don't Be Radicchio!

Hi everybody! It's me, Mags. Ragnar and I helped our mom make dinner last night (of course!) and we were quite interested when she started making the salad.

 

"Hey, Mom!  Whatcha got there?"
"That's not kale, is it?!?"
"Kale?!?  No, of course not!  It's radicchio."

"Would you two like to try some?"
"Yum!  Food!"
"Yeah, we'll give it a try."

I thought I'd enjoy my salad in the living room. On the carpet.

 

"You're not just chewing it up and spitting it out on the carpet, are you, Mags?"
"Don't be radicchio!  You just ... gave me too big of a piece."

She can be so radicchio at times!

Yours sincerely,

Margaret Thatcher

PS:  Raggi gives it a thumbs up.  Me ... not so much.