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Eeni Meeni Minie Mo

He once was a little, green ball of clay...

It’s 2:04 AM. I ate late at Thai Bros. After a particularly successful night pleasing my guests at my restaurant, I was starving and craving my favorite dish, Perfect Harmony. They sauté chicken and lay it over spinach with carrots and broccoli, and accompany it with a peanut sauce. It truly is perfect harmony.

However…
I so thoroughly enjoy the house sauce they provide on request, that I probably insult the chef by dousing my dinner with it. It has tiny diced Thai chiles in a vinegar-base with lime chunks. Awesome! The sensation, at least for me, when I bite down into those little tiny chiles, is like pulling fresh, hot terrycloth towels right out of the dryer!

There’s a vibrant freshness that transcends mere taste. It becomes more sensory than that. I love peppers of all kinds anyway. I finished everything on my plate - in concert with an ambitious Cabernet - and I knew I was still yearning for that other thing they do so well there, and that’s the Sticky Rice with Mango.

I ordered a glass of plum wine to go with it, and when I had the two sweet things together, I was enchanted, once again, to recognize the elusive sesame, and the warmth of the rice, and the wholesome freshness and simplicity of the mango, and the “almond-ness” of the plum wine. It is an experience I wish everybody could enjoy at least once, before the end.

Why did I title this entry thus?

Oh yes, because “Monk” was on television when I sat down to write.

There was a scene where they used that method to make a decision.

I love that show.

I’m totally Adrian Monk. Or at least I wish I was. What do they call that? An eidetic memory? Once, when he was on the set of a TV show and the director was about to re-shoot a scene that Adrian had already watched once, Adrian decided to be helpful to the director and let him know where everything was when he last shot the scene. He went on for a minute or two (in TV time, that’s seven minutes), about details that NO ONE would ever have noticed. Funny stuff. Good show. Good times.

Why Gumby? I was searching for a waving Nang-Quak. Couldn’t find one on eBay.
It’s that waving statue you see in Thai restaurants. She’s waving prosperity and luck to all who enter. She’s waving “Come in! come in!”
It is magically perpetual. I wanted to convey that spirit in this post. I thought if Thai restaurants all have them, then there must be a place where they can buy them!

But I couldn’t find any images of this statue, and in my search, this Gumby image came up, and well, one thing leads to another, and the next thing you know you’re looking at Gumby!

Ahem… (So, we can still bring this all around. Let’s try this:)

Did you know that there was an episode of Gumby so vastly profound and inspiring, so full of wisdom and virtue, and in it, Gumby used the “Eeni Meeni Minie Mo” method to resolve his problem?

Well, that story is so interesting, but unfortunately, way beyond the scope of this article.

2 Responses to “Eeni Meeni Minie Mo”

  1. go there Dunak Says:

    … I remember Denzell Washington in “Virtuosity” going to

    disarm a bomb using eeni meeni minie mo …….

    …. I wonder how he does the rest of the rhyme?

  2. go there Mitch Powell Says:

    …which wire keeps this thing from blow…

    ing up.

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