Sunday, July 29, 2007

Joys of Small Town Life

So last week, Marty & I were at the store and we picked up some ground chicken for tacos.

"Ground chicken," said the check out girl at Bi-Lo. "What's that taste like?"

I had to bite my tongue from saying: "Well - it tastes kind of like chicken."

Seriously in this day and age of everything from ground turkey to ground bison to ground tuna - ground chicken seemed to be a phenomenon.

It reminded me of an encounter Marty and I had last summer when we took his grandmother to lunch at Fatz.

Marty ordered a club soda with lime to drink.

"I've never seen anyone order that before," our waitress said. "What's it taste like?"

Once again, I had to bite my tongue.

And if that ain't country, I'll kiss your...