March 14, 2004

Mammy Hand

We went to pick up some Chinese take-out last night, fried rice for me and pot stickers for Stacey. This was a secondary choice, since we decided on a sandwich place; but the sandwich place closed at 8, and it was 5 minutes to closing. No sense going in at that point. There's this thing about the town in which we live. Everything closes early. It was Saturday night. The sandwich place has a liquor license. You think it would stay open a little later than 8 on a Saturday night. Papa John's Pizza closed at 8:30 -- on Saturday night.

There is an Irish place we could have tried. The name of it is Slainte, which I don't know how to pronounce or what it means. How does one suggest a place to eat if the name of the restaurant is something one can't pronounce? And who knows? It may mean something very nasty in English. After all, there is that Irish Catholic/English thing that has been going on for centuries. So, I didn't say, "Let's go to "Slayn-tee" or "Sluh-inn-tee" or "Slaynt" or "Sline-tuh" or whatever you call it."

And I didn't have the courage to try another place that has been open for several years. That, I admit, is my problem. There is a sign in the window that announces that the place has fresh sushi and wraps. Thank you for NOT serving moldy sushi and wraps. Again, it's the name thing that gets me. The place is called Mammy Hand. WTF? Who thought of that name? It turns out that it is derived from "My Mother's Hand," and the Fiery Chicken Wrap was superb, freshly made to order from fresh ingredients, better than anything my mother made. Mammy Hand is on my short list of the best fast food restaurants in the area.

The J-dogg is in the final match of Blog Madness 2003. Please take a leap over there; and if you think that his entry is worthy of your vote, do vote. Thank you.

Posted by Bill at March 14, 2004 12:40 PM
Comments

Come on- you've lived on the West Side, full of Irish Catholics for how many years?!? It's pronounced "Slahn-chuh" (emphasis on the first syllable) and is Gaelic for "Cheers!"

Posted by: Brett at March 14, 2004 11:16 PM

8 o'clock, early?

Posted by: Anji at March 15, 2004 01:50 AM

You must brush up on your Irish words and slang words and get used to dining in Irish restaurants with unpronouncable names as I would hate to know that you are walking around Ireland mute and hungry when you go on holiday there *rofl*.

Posted by: Michelle at March 15, 2004 02:18 AM

I have sent some love Jackson's way. Hope he wins! For some reason, his competition entry blog reminded me of a book I once read about addiction ( valium, I think) called "I'm Dancing As Fast As I Can." Good luck, Jackson, and Slainte!

Posted by: Cowtown Pattie at March 15, 2004 11:29 AM

i have been trying to remember the name of that book for MONTHS! was set in cleveland. and i wanted to read it again. crazy that you mentioned it, c-p. not crazy in the clinical sense, you know. you know what i mean.

Posted by: stacey at March 15, 2004 03:44 PM