Thursday, December 26, 2019
More Arguments at the Christmas table!
Well we started the argument at the Christmas table. Funny enough it wasn't about trees. Who the fuck argues about trees? It was about important stuff. Sauce.
My mother-in-law and I have been having this argument for about twenty years. She calls it gravy. I call it sauce. Gravy is on your freaking roast beef. Sauce is on your meatballs. Stop the bullshit.
Look I know I have an Irish name and I look like a retired cop as if Officer Joe Bolton got locked in a bakery but I am pure guinea. The grease oozes out of me like the bottom of a brown paper bag of zeppole at the feast. So stop with the bullshit.
I finally figured it out though. Her family comes from Yugoslavia. She ain't even really Italian. She hates when I say that. But it's true.
What do youse mooks think? Is it sauce or is it gravy?