Wouldn't YOU want a spaghetti tree?
Noodle sprouts? I do have my fun...
April Fool's day doesn't really mean much to me. I can't even remember the last time someone has pulled a prank on me. Although there was that one time that I fumbled around a dark bedroom only to find that G had moved the bed into the other corner of the room.
But this was in July people.
So, really, what do I care about April Fool's Day? The only thing I like about it is that it marks the end of March. March is fine, don't get me wrong, but April is better. And that's all I've got to say about that.
But then I read this story about a prank the BBC pulled back in 1957, in which listeners were led to believe that spaghetti grew on trees, and a record harvest had been reported that year because of a mild winter.
Spaghetti! From a tree!
Some people actually believed it to be true, and called in to the BBC wanting to know how to grow their own.
These are the people that make me go "aww" and wish that I could be their friend, because they are so cute and gullible but they still obviously love food enough to want to care for and nurture their own spaghetti tree.
Maybe, just maybe, they hoped that they would have such a green thumb that they would manage to make that spaghetti tree grow other pasta shapes like rotinis (cute and curly!) or farfalle (everybody loves bow ties!).
I'm picking happy shapes because I'm imagining these are the type of people who smile all the time thinking about how great life is and how much greater it would be with a spaghetti tree in their backyard.
I tell you, if it WERE possible, I would want one too.
So happy April 1st people. Happy April 1st.
posted by Michèle at 5:11 AM
7 Comments:
Ha! I just read an article about the same prank ... I do believe I would such a tree; do you think a spaghettini tree would look like a weeping willow?
Tara, I think it would look like a weeping willow, which coincidentally is my favourite type of tree. Now if it were covered in spaghettini, even better!
so...you get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and WHAT? He just moves the bed??? Man he is funnier than the peas!
Hi!
Really glad u're back! Found ur blog after u "stopped" writing and read the old posts whole evening. Didn't remove ur blog's link from bookmarks (I have such faith in u :)), checked once in a while in case u decided writing again, and am lucky today. Welcome back! Would love to hear stories from London.
Alisa, actually he had already crawled into bed and I was still washing up in the loo. When I came into the room it was dark, but my woman's intuition kicked in that something was amiss. It could have been the giggling (he would prefer I say snickering) I heard coming from a usually empty corner of the room. So I flicked on the light and saved myself from possible injury. He is a funny one though, huh!
Schokokuchen, thanks! Im glad to hear you enjoyed reading my old posts. I will definitely be writing about my adventures in London--I cant resist!
You know, I try growing garden vegetables, and nothing tastes better, but ultimately I need either supermarket or farmers market veggies.
What are the flavor enhancements of home grown spaghetti?
Anonymous, well that would certainly depend on the quality of the dirt you are growing it in. If you have your own composter, and add coffee grounds to it regularly, well, you'd end up with mocha flavoured spaghetti, right? I certainly don't think you'd find that in any store. I tell you, home grown spaghetti is where it's at.
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