Classic Seinfeld scene from one of my favorite episodes:
JERRY: I think I'd rather go out on a deaf date than a blind date. The question is whether you'd rather date the blind or the deaf.I have a blind date on Friday. Not a deaf date because I talked to him on the phone so we could set up plans. Call me crazy, but I suggested dinner at my house. So now what for the menu? I should offer an Amazon gift card to the commenter with the best suggestion (but I won't). It came up in conversation randomly that he likes asparagus, so I think I'll incorporate that, since it's already part of every meal at my house. I asked what we should have for dessert. "Ice cream perhaps? What's your favorite flavor?" I asked. The answer: Rocky Road. I think I have it covered. We'll go with adding a fudge ripple again.
ELAINE: Ah, . . .
GEORGE: Now you're off on a topic.
JERRY: You know, I think, I would rather date the deaf.
ELAINE: Uh huh.
JERRY: Because I think the blind would probably be a little messier around the house. And lets face it they're not going to get all the crumbs. I'd possibly be walking around with a sponge.
GEORGE: You see I disagree. I'd rather be dating the blind. You know you could let the house go. You could let yourself go. A good looking blind woman doesn't even know you're not good enough for her.
ELAINE: I think she'd figure it out.
You've got ~24 hours to nominate a blind date dinner menu.
6 comments:
Depends on whether or not he's a man of good taste. I would definitely recommend your pork roast. We had that at your house when we were in town and it was yummy! That also goes well with asparagus. :)
My vote goes to fried squid and lima beans.
We should suggest outfits instead of menus. Maybe if you gave more thought to your appearance than your next meal, you wouldn't be a chubby old maid. You wear turquoise a lot.
Also you need longer pants. I can always see the top of your shoes.
Oh dear, I missed the deadline.
Please identify yourself, Anonymous.
And be nice. Or Auntie Ominous will come after you with her sewing scissors.
Remember that time you called me, and you were crying about your own anonymous comment?
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