|You learn something new every day. Whether it's useful or not is another question.
||[Jul. 8th, 2004|06:19 am]
From a dog you don't make salami.
I ran across that saying in a book (on management, of all things) and it caught my eye immediately. I'm thinking it's going to come in really handy in a myriad of situations.
But, here's the odd thing; it was credited as being an old Hungarian proverb. Hungarian? Since when is salami Hungarian? Surely this was a misprint.
But no, thanks to the WorldWideWeb and a trusty search engine, I discovered that there really is such a thing as Hungarian salami.
2004-08-02 04:34 am (UTC)
This Sounds Like Something Off the Food Channel Network...
Hungarian salami. Huh. Does that mean it's kosher?? Or not?? Is that anything like German potato salad as opposed to the other, I guess, cold potato salad??? The first being made with mustard and traditionally hot, and the second being made with mayo or Disaster (Miracle) Whip and being cold. I think. Or maybe I'm just sheltered.
I was reading (not in the Reader's Digest, thank you) in Sharyn McCrumb's "The Rosewood Casket" about a character who put cut-up chunks of raw carrot in her potato salad. This hit me off strange at first (they didn't specify the temperature of the salad or the condiments involved) but I thought I could deal with it.
But when I asked of number of women of my acquaintance (Church ladies included and they should know) about carrots in potato salad, they were, every gal Jill among them, uniformly appalled at the concept, except at carrot shavings on the top of the salad for color. That they could deal with. But they all gave me a strange look after I'd asked, like they weren't sure if wasn't carrying plague as well as such odd ideas as carrots in potato salad.
Right. 'O, Brave New World'...