Potato salad is the most unpretentious food there is. The chunks of egg. The contrast of paprika with mayonnaise. Like a country girl's breast milk, it's hideously nourishing. Love it or hate it, you really can't adopt a reflexively ironic "cool" pose while eating it:AUSTINITE 1: This potato salad is sooo good [rolls eyes].
AUSTINITE 2: [smirking] I'm having a terrible time at this picnic.
See? It's impossible.
RATING: With mayo 78%
With ass-whip 2%
(Image from Extraordinary Moms Network.)
thumbs-up.
ReplyDeleteActually I hate potato salad. But I like grits, which is sort of the same thing except hot and without mustard. Right?
ReplyDeleteOh ya that's pretty much the same thing, there.
ReplyDeleteYa, eh? Only in the Great White North would Potato Salad fall under the category of Soul Food. Ya know?
ReplyDeleteGenius.
ReplyDeleteActually, I've always loved this scene.
ReplyDeleteThe belt thrashing scene is my favorite.
ReplyDeleteOh, wait. You meant the Soul Food tag to be a joke. I get it. No irony there. I reckon.
ReplyDeleteTrue. Great scene.
ReplyDeleteI'm aware that the term "soul food" is often used to describe African American Southern cuisine, but at the same time I think every culture has its soul food, in a different sense of the term. For Koreans it's kimchi. For the Quebecois it's probably poutine; for the Acadians, rappe pie.
ReplyDeleteAustinites? No WAY! Bringing food to a potluck is so last year. Where have you been? I'm not eating your potato salad unless you got those eggs from your recovering junkie roommate who left town for SXSW because, really, these tourists ruin our scene.
ReplyDelete@ UGH!
ReplyDeleteAm I to assume you went mini-golfing in red suspenders and a coonskin cap yesterday?
Have you been following me?
ReplyDelete"Like a country girl's breast milk, it's hideously nourishing."
ReplyDeleteI just caught that line.
You should've added an extra adjective to it before 'country.'
ReplyDeleteFuck grits, potato salad is where it's at.
ReplyDelete(Laurie has never visited, doesn't give a flip about, Austin.)
(She also stopped reading the comments three in and refuses to click on all those damn links.)
(Get a room, you two.)
If you catch an adjective, kill it.
ReplyDelete"drunken country girl"?
ReplyDelete"inbred country girl"?
"underaged country girl"?
this is fun. andrew i hope you introduce this activity to your new students.
How about "pretentious and overwrought country girl"?
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ReplyDeleteWhy do you do that?
ReplyDeleteThat piece wasn't bad. I liked "well built small old boy." It sorta cribs from Joyce's "The Dead" a bit, with a slight twist on the whole epiphanic immanent transcendence thing.
Because I quote/link him too much and it has become, for some people I know, a bit of a creepy obsession.
ReplyDeleteP.S.- The racy Florida shirt is the best.
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