I remember sitting with my parents at a Mexican restaurant eating tacos.
My dad was looking at the two bottles of homemade hot sauce sitting on
table one red one green. He could not get the waitress's attention to ask
her which one was the hot one. He asked my mother which one was hotter
using logic she said that it must be the green one since it "looked"
cooler. It was not he drained his beer my mothers beer and my soda in
about 3 seconds flat. John
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> [Original Message]
> From: Chuck Norcutt <chucknorcutt@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
> To: <olympus@xxxxxxxxxx>
> Date: 8/16/2008 10:37:14 PM
> Subject: [OM] Re: Chuck's 'round-the-country tour - Yellowstone
>
> I have traveled all of Route 66 a couple of times in the 50's. There
> were lots of long barren stretches through Texas, New Mexico and
> Arizona. The only difference I think was slower travel and no fast food
> chains. But thinking of food along Route 66 reminds me of a story.
>
> We were traveling from Battle Creek, Michigan to La Puente, California
> to visit my grandmother. It was 1955 and I was 12. We had stopped at a
> restaurant in Tulsa, Oklahoma for lunch. Being a typical mid-western
> boy of the time and subject to my mother's meat and potatoes meals I had
> never in my life eaten chili. When I saw chili on the menu I told the
> waitress that's what I wanted. She looked at me a little suspiciously
> and asked: "Red or green?" I said: "What's the difference?" She said:
> "Honey, if you've gotta ask then you want red." :-)
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