Ever try to watch The Godfather without having lasagna or cannoli in the house? Oh, the miserable moment when you realize you have to stop the film and run out and at least find spaghetti sauce to make the experience complete.
The same thing happens when I watch White Christmas. When the scene with Bing Crosby and Rosemary Clooney rolls around and they are discussing a late night sandwich snack, I have to be prepared. So, tonight, in much joy, I watched the film and munched away on a liverwurst sandwich and a glass of buttermilk.
The only risk is, Bing says if you eat liverwurst, you dream about liverwurst.
The other potential risk tonight could be that I partook in this lovely, yummy holiday ritual o' mine at 10:00 PM. A little late for any food, nonetheless liverwurst (with some Jarlsberg cheese on the sandwich, too) and buttermilk. Hmmm.
Feel free to check in with me tomorrow on the state of my stomach's health :) My mind and heart are tickled as can be!
3 comments:
I love you so much, but at the moment I can only choke out the word "nasty"!
I can't agree with Holly more.
I've been eating them ever since, and also eat chicken livers and buttermilk - the combination is perfect.
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