I received at my PO Box (address right sidebar), a Pack of Remonstrance, a Parcel of Castigation, a Carton of Chastisement.
Opening the cardboard container of shame, I found within …
The writer took as an affront my comments on 23 October about the insipid, lifeless, feeble, anemic, indeed “weak-kneed” (I almost wrote another thing) garlic in these USA. At the time, I was enjoying the garlic in Rome… soooo much better.
As if to prove that domestic garlic is, in fact, not “weak-kneed”, the writer put his bulbs in a box and sent it along via post.
This, friends, is true Christian charity.
Everyone of you should feel free to send me samples of what you think is good that I don’t.
For example, I find that I am always disappointed with Lagavulin 16 when I have to buy it myself. Another thing I find rather drab, are older series $100 bills. And if only, if only there were a decent 1969 Camaro ZL-1 around.
In any event, I won’t be able to dig into those treasures immediately, as I am about to head off on a visit to my mother (where the garlic is probably as “weak-kneed” as what I’ve hitherto been constrained to use). When I get back, however, it’s aglio, olio e pepperoncino, sportsfans!