The RevGalBlogPals Friday Five this week is five things I like (or dislike) that an SO dislikes (or likes). Got that? Good. Here we go…
1. Spinach. This popped right into my head. My mother loves the stuff—I can’t stand it. We had a rotation of vegetables for dinner when I was a kid—peas, green beans, salad, corn, and spinach, with an occasional wax beans, applesauce or canned pears/peaches thrown in. Problem is, it was canned spinach…globby, tasteless and with a texture that made me gag. Mom loved it—she poured vinegar over it, or butter, and ate it up. Ugh. I was always glad she didn’t like liver…
2. Turnips. DP loves turnips, and will eat them in place of potatoes. The first time she made them, she didn’t think to ask me if I liked them. I thought they were odd-looking potatoes and dug in. Well… After that, we cooked a turnip for DP and a potato for RP.
3. Bang-bang-shoot-em-ups, as I call those movies that primarily consist of gun battles, car chases, and helicopters swirling out of a midnight sky to chase Bad Guys. TO and his father love them…I can’t stand them. When they rented one, I’d go in the other room to read. When they went to see one, I’d see something else or go shopping.
4. At one time, TO liked a certain rap star known for his racist, misogynistic and homophobic lyrics. TO wanted to buy a poster of said person for his room (and was of an age when his parents had to approve all purchases).. I usually let him decorate his room as he liked, listen to what he liked—because I remembered from being that age that if your parents don’t object, eventually you realize that the singer/writer/actor is boring. But this time I put my foot down. I sat down with TO and explained why this person’s face was not welcome in my house (this was before I had come out). TO did not want to listen to reason. TO’s father felt “it’s just a poster,” and couldn’t understand my resistance. However, I eventually prevailed, and the poster was not purchased. TO now views that rap star with disdain.
5. I hesitate to mention this one…Beer. DP doesn’t like it at all. I love it. Not your Miller Lite, Budweiser beer, though. I’m more high maintenance when it comes to beer. I like a light pilsner or a good yeasty wheat beer. Hand-crafted, with plenty of flavour. Preferably brewed within five miles as the crow flies, although that’s not an absolute requirement. A honey ale is one of my favourites. Having said all that, I hasten to add that I actually drink about one a week, maybe two if things are rough. I bought a six pack back in early February and I still have one left. Maybe what I want to say is that I don’t drink to get drunk, I drink to enjoy what I’m drinking.
Bonus: Something nobody likes: Tripe. Does anyone actually eat that stuff, or is it like fruitcake that people pretend to like? Something everyone likes: chocolate. At least a little bit… Not that everyone eats it, but everyone likes it.
8 comments:
I like the high priced ales also!
The SP here prefers Bud to anything else. One parishoner is a Coors man.
Me, I liek the eccentric stuff. Thanks to RGBPs Stacey, I am now hooked on Pumpkin Ale.
I'm a beer snob -- give me a Bell's Pale Ale. And Fellow Traveler and I were over in Ludington the other weekend and had some good IPA at the local brewpub, whose name escapes me at the moment.
Many Mexican and Mexican American people gobble up tripe in the form of a soup called menudo. I always figure my dedication to their language and culture means I should really try it, but have never had the courage. (It is served often for Saturday breakfast, supposedly as a hangover cure, but I have wondered if it's actually a method of discouraging people from getting drunk the next time).
And if I recall correctly, Leah of Desert Spirit's Fire said in today's post that she actually doesn't like chocolate. And she's such a wonderful person in every other way.
RP, I love that photo!
I've tried tripe (before I became a vegetarian) and trust me, you're not missing much :)
Tripe no.
Fruitcake yes.
And there is always more fruitcake for me!
ewwwwwwww, tripe. Blech!
Because of where I live, and because my congregation hosted Menudo Breakfast Fundraisers for a while I have tried menudo. After the first time I learned to eat around the tripe. The Husband, however, loves it.
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