You'll never guess what I saw at the market yesterday

[Jenise]

Emeril tomatoes. Fresh. In the produce section.

you mean Emeril branded tomatoes? I'm sorry, his reach is officially overextended. He made the announcement of the Next Food Network Star last night too, and gave the winner's kid an EL cookbook. You can't swing a cat without hitting something that's got his name on it anymore.

[Jenise]

branded?[/quote]

Yup. With his picture on them. No mistaking it.

Pretty nauseating, isn't it?

Emeril tomatoes.

He has groupies?

-Paul W.

Emeril tomatoes.

He has groupies?

-Paul W.

Have you ever looked closely at that studio audience? Makes me shudder.

[Jenise]

have you ever seen his audience?

Every time I watch it, I wonder where they got all the women in halter tops. Or is that not the part that makes you shudder?

I don't want some guy's face on my tomatoes. <--- not a euphemism

[Jenise]

LOL, Cynthia. But on the other hand, picture Emeril--or an ex--and mash or slice away. Could be therapeutic.

have you ever seen his audience?

Every time I watch it, I wonder where they got all the women in halter tops. Or is that not the part that makes you shudder?

That's definitely part of it. Reminds me of the time I had a wreck and was kidnapped by a roofer in Mississippi and taken up to this hilltop where there was a battered, listing, doublewide and was greeted by a woman with three teeth - she was sporting a halter top that displayed a butterfly tattoo on her left breast. The belly beneath the halter top was like a third, overgrown pendulous breast. Supposedly this woman's husband was going to tow my vehicle. The one son was in a wheelchair with a cast on his leg - had the meanest eyes I have ever seen. My kidnapper whispered to me it was good he was in a wheelcahir as he couldn't be trusted.

Madame Butetrfly said to my kidnapper, " Got any dope." I was thinking I am the only dope around here.

There was a younger son who looked like he should have been playing a banjo. He said to my roofer/kidnapper, "Hey, where's my money?"

Rafe, the old fart, agreed to tow me for $75.00 - cash. I filled the roofer/kidnapper's tank with a credit card and got back in his pickup and set off with Rafe and picker following. On the way he told me Rafe had just recently been relesed from jail. I, foolishly, asked, "What was he in for?"

"Murder," intoned the roofer?kidnapper.

But, I digress...

I'd hate to be trapped between the buffet and those women in the audience.

on the market. Costco and Safeway carry decent tomtoes all winter long and the taste has come a long way....they are not bad. One brand I really like is Campari (or a similar name)

LOL, Cynthia. But on the other hand, picture Emeril--or an ex--and mash or slice away. Could be therapeutic.

Hmm! That does have possibilities! Not that I am bitter in any way about any past relationship. (Did that sound sincere?)

[Jenise]

(Did that sound sincere?)

Yeah, sure. Uh HUH.