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On a recent Saturday at a popular Petaluma park, a kind of potluck family picnic was taking place, with numerous take-out bags displayed on the table. "Hey, why don't cannibals eat clowns?" asked the sweet-faced little boy, preparing to sink his pearly whites into a big and juicy hamburger. "You shouldn't mention cannibalism while we're eating," the semi-startled mother admonished the carnivorous lad. "But since you brought it up," she said, digging a fork into her crisp, green salad and taking an elegant sip of her flavorful Sonoma-grown chardonnay, "why don't cannibals eat clowns?" "Because they taste funny," came the answer. "What do cannibals do when they get sick?" chimed in the boy's amused older sister, slurping her sushi and sipping green tea from a paper cup. "You shouldn't mention cannibalism ... ," began the mother. "They throw up their hands!" shouted the girl. "What horrible jokes," said mom, with a patient smile. We agree. At least the food looked good.
From the March 25-31, 1999 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.
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