Thursday, May 20, 2010
The man I love
I promise this isn't one of those "cereal for breakfast/chicken for dinner" kind of posts.
So I said it was buffalo mozzarella - mozzarella di bufala - I said, all dramatically and Italiany.
This got both Betty's and Nick's attention. Betty spoke first.
"What kind of buffalo?"
I could see her wheels turning. I knew exactly what she was thinking. Being from North Dakota, she was picturing trying to get a bison to hold still and let you squeeze some milk out.
I wasn't wrong.
Nick said, "Probably water buffalo. It would have to be domesticated, so it wouldn't be bison or Cape buffalo."
"Cape buffalo." I pictured an animal with a long fringe of hair, like, well, a cape. "What's a cape buffalo?"
"Only one of the top ten deadliest animals in Africa."
"The top ten deadliest animals in Africa?"
"Yes. They kill you by goring you. And they're fast and mean."
"How do you know?"
"I read a book."
"Oh, really? What was it called?"
"The Top Ten Deadliest Animals in Africa."