Friday, February 19, 2010
Danny asked what I have planned for dinner, so I told him, "rumbledethumps." That was met with uncontrollable laughter for the better part of an hour, and the insistence that no such dish exists, and surely I'm making it up. So much for immersing him in his Scottish heritage.
If I'd called it "Bubble and Squeak", it would have likely had a similar reaction. I'm not certain what he'd think of "hash." It did get me thinking how very many names there are for essentially the same dish using leftover vegetables and potatoes, and how terribly silly the names are.
Hee, hee, hee.