On Mon, 17 May 2004 16:35:15 -0400, Boron Elgar
> wrote:

>On Mon, 17 May 2004 15:18:17 -0400, Margaret Suran
> wrote:
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>>Boron Elgar wrote:
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>>> Six ounces of caviar is what shoots the cost up, I assume, though the
>>> type was not specified. I get pretty snooty about caviar at those
>>> prices.
>>>
>>> Boron
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>>The latest I heard said, that the "omelette", the proper spelling for
>>one that costs $1000,00, is made with ten ounces of caviar and
>>"lobster meat".
>>
>>I heartily dislike the taste of caviar. My introduction to it was
>>very traumatic. I went to a fancy reception as a teenager and saw a
>>bowl of what I thought was blackberry jam. Little teensy crepes were
>>next to the bowl, so I took one of the crepes, put as much of the
>>"jam" as it would hold on it and stuffed it into my mouth. There was
>>not the wonderful, sweet taste I expected. As I started to chew,
>>there were little burst of something salty and fishy. With so many
>>other guests surrounding me, I could do nothing but swallow the
>>horrible stuff. Tears were running down my face and my escort, a nice
>>young man, wanted to know why I was so unhappy. I felt so nauseated,
>>I asked him to take me home. He really didn't want to leave, but had
>>little choice.
>>
>>I never willingly ate caviar again. I never saw the nice young man again.
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>Friends of mine, married for almost 40 years, met over a bowl of
>caviar in Geneva. She had walked into the kitchen while at a party,
>where a large container of caviar sat on a counter, waiting to be
>served to the many guests. She stood by it, shell spoon in hand, and
>was shoveling it down when her future husband walked in, saw her and
>decided that she, and she alone, would be his bride.
>
A much happier story than Margaret's.


Rodney Myrvaagnes J36 Gjo/a


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