Monday, July 10, 2006


The Balabusta's mother walked into the neighborhood burrito place apparently just as Italy finished winning the World Cup.

They made her a burrito anyway, but she describes it as being slightly off in proportions, and she went so far as to unroll it before eating to doublecheck it had not accidentally had some carnitas or somethng similarly trayf rolled into it as the guy behind the counter tried to make a burrito by the burrito equivalent of touch-typing, with his eyes glued to the TV.

There is massive rejoicing happening at the Italian deli, too, and they have hung up a big blue flag with gold stars.

The Balabusta celebrated by making spaghetti for dinner.


Steg (dos iz nit der šteg) said...

mmm... spaghetti, good idea.

I was eating at a kosher Ethiopian restaurant in Jerusalem while watching the game. For some reason almost all the Ethiopians there were rooting for Italy, so I did too.

And anyway, what patriotic American could root for France? ;-) :-P

The back of the hill said...

By the way, did you get to SF today?

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