Wife: ” You are going to let her go out with 2 different flip flops on?”
Me: “We are going to a snowball stand in south Louisiana, so yes.”
Wife: “That’s true.”
Me: “They sell pickled pig ears in a jar of pink liquid, and you are concerned about matching shoes.”
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We wear different colored flip-flops all the time. We just call it crazy shoe day. One day, we were in the grocery and someone, noticing my 4-yr-old daughter only had one flip-flop on, asked her, “Ah, honey, did you lose a flip flop?”
She answered, “No. I found one!”
Hm. Pickled pig-[fill in with any part] and cracklin’s (skins). I know it’s southern, but it never caught on with me. *shudder* My parents? They LOVE ’em!
I have witnessed people pull them out of the jar and go to town. It freaks me out.
🙂 🙂 🙂
That is awesome!!!
Ha! – Interesting about the pickled pig ears – the flip flop thing could go viral and start a new fashion trend!
Trend setter at age 2, oh my I am in for a lot of trouble.
Never had a pickled pigs ear, but couldn’t really live without flip flops. I know my mother (the Southern Belle) would never wear them, though.
They are quite the staple now a days. I have one pair in every color, and even ones to wear with my nice outfits.
“They sell pickled pig ears in a jar of pink liquid, and you are concerned about matching shoes.” HEHEHEHHEHE! 🙂
The sell pig lips too 🙂
I’m with Michael I laughed out loud! Not to mention she gardens in a tutu…she has her own flare.
She is quite the unique soul.
OH MY GOD! I thought “pickled pig ears” was some weird turn of phrase. i didn’t for one minute think that people actually pickled… wait…horrible thought… you dont suppose that when my German grandmother used to talk about killing a pig and making “blood pudding”, she was actually talking about eating…OH MY GOD! excuse me…. i think i have to go be a little bit sick…
One, they pickle and eat all the parts of the pig. The lips, the feet, etc. Two, blood pudding is in fact blood. I have witnessed someone order it at a vietnamese restaurant and eat it. I think I tasted it. Can’t remember. Maybe it wiped my memory?
woops…back to the bathroom….
We used to eat pickled pig’s feet as kids- before we really thought about it. And yes I’m a Southerner. Some of my favorite road side stands in Louisiana sell boiled peanuts and fried pig tails. Boiled peanuts are
more addictive than crack
I am afraid I still think it is yucky, so I will save up mine and give them to you.
Oh for the love of all holy that puts the pickled eggs to shame.. (I think I just threw up a little) 🙂
High-five though on the mismatched flip-flops!!!
any time you need to clean that stomach out just let me know. 🙂
haha..too funny you are 🙂