Inspired by Boo
We had some friends over dinner a while ago and at one point we had the following conversation.
Her : "So Fred and I were trying to make Nockey the other night. It was really hard and didn't turn out very well. Do you and Mr Bob know how to make good Nockey?"
Bob, Mr Bob and Fred all turn and stare at her and flick a glance towards the glass (of water) she was drinking to make sure it was indeed water. I figured it out first, as Mr Bob continued to look a little puzzled.
Bob: "No, I've never tried to make Gnocchi from scratch. It seems like a lot of trouble. But Mr Bob had a friend that made some. She was from Italy, so I guess she was born with the knowledge."
Mr Bob finally figured out that she was discussing making Italian potato dumplings, not complaining about her sex life.
And we spent quite a while making jokes about Italians and good Nockey.
posted by Aislinn Sirk @ 9:12 AM
9 Comments:
Is that a typo, or did she say it two different ways? And if she did say "Kockey", I would have had to done more than just stare at her.
oops..lemme edit
It does seem like a lot of work to make gnocchi.
:)
I make gnocchi in bed all the time. And I've made nookie in the kitchen once or twice.
What about the meatballs?
I'm glad I inspired you. Something tells me that won't be the case today. Unless you want to blog about running.
*gigglesnort* I wouldn't have been able to not laugh.
*rolls on the floor with Nookie*
But no nockey with Nookie, just gigglesnorts.
Hee. OK, that's funny.
Impressive that you figured it out. I would have been stuck staring for the longest time.
In other news, I actually felt ab muscles under my flab yesterday and thought of you.
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