Red Flavor

Hello! Did you miss me? Sorry I’ve been gone for so long, my world imploded and I was hiding in the bunker with bottled water and SpaghettiOs (Hi, Mom!). But the clouds parted, the sun came out, and I’m finding my sea legs. Don’t get too excited, I still have a full plate of deadlines, but I promise not to go dormant again…

That said, follow along if you can—since I haven’t had enough coffee and there’s a good chance this could ramble all over hell! See today’s image? What flavor is that? Can’t tell from the color can you? Yeah well, with that particular color, you sometimes can’t tell with your tongue either. When it comes to treats: purple is grape, yellow is lemon/banana, green is lime, and red is, well, red. And I’ve been referring to it as that for as long as I can remember.

But green does have a flavor, right?

So #bestbossevah is the reason for this week’s post. My boss is a smart ass. A loveable smart ass, but a smart ass nonetheless, and he knows it. Whenever I’m stopping on the way to work I text and ask if he needs anything, smokes for him, donuts for the crew, whatever. Lately, he’s been on this kick. When there’s nothing he needs he responds with things like “sunshine” (sure, I’ll see if it’s on sale) or his new favorite “world peace.” Yesterday, after getting “world peace” constantly lately, I was a smart ass back and replied with “what flavor?” To which he, in true smart ass fashion, responded “green.” Which—after I shook my head, giggled and flipped off yesterday morning’s bad driver of the day winner—got me thinking off and on during the day.

My family assigns flavors to things that don’t have flavors. We ask people for flavors instead of favors. We’re slightly demented, but that’s ok, because normal is boring as hell. Still with me? Ok.

Maybe it’s only my family, but I’m pretty sure there are more crazy people on the planet than just us, so since it’s Thursday and I have coffee, it must be coffee talk, garage talk, hmmm I need a new one, how about gypsy games? This week, let’s play with flavor. Do you assign flavors to things that don’t have a flavor? Like what? And if you don’t, for the purpose of this post, please do. Twist your imagination and sanity for a moment and let me know: what flavor is world peace? 

Off the top of my head, I have one that I use a lot. Forever tastes like strawberries.

Your turn… Let’s see what kind of insanity is in the group of people that read this =)

 

12 Responses to Red Flavor

  • Qweequeg says:

    Not sure it’s related exactly, but… whenever I have a cigar at night, the next morning there is an awesome residual taste in my mouth that I call “Campfire Mouth” because it tastes like the residual smell left on your clothes & hair after a night around a campfire – which I find very pleasant & cozy. So, there’s a flavor version of a smell… not a color, but still… (:

  • Qweequeg says:

    Not sure it’s related exactly, but… whenever I have a cigar at night, the next morning there is an awesome residual taste in my mouth that I call “Campfire Mouth” because it tastes like the residual smell left on your clothes & hair after a night around a campfire – which I find very pleasant & cozy. So, there’s a flavor version of a smell… not a color, but still… (:

  • Kelli says:

    Perfect!! And it doesn’t have to be a color… forever & strawberries aren’t colors =)

  • Kelli says:

    Perfect!! And it doesn’t have to be a color… forever & strawberries aren’t colors =)

  • Emily says:

    You know how when you’re at the beach and you inhale that wonderful smell of moisture, salt, and sand? You kind of get a ‘taste’ of the ocean. The fierce waves, and the calm after the tide sets back to sea… I associate life with the ocean. It can be so strong and threatening… a force to be reckoned with, and as quickly as the tide came in ripping and roaring, it goes back out to sea, leaving a calm, peaceful, and serene world in it’s wake. (and seashells);)

  • Emily says:

    You know how when you’re at the beach and you inhale that wonderful smell of moisture, salt, and sand? You kind of get a ‘taste’ of the ocean. The fierce waves, and the calm after the tide sets back to sea… I associate life with the ocean. It can be so strong and threatening… a force to be reckoned with, and as quickly as the tide came in ripping and roaring, it goes back out to sea, leaving a calm, peaceful, and serene world in it’s wake. (and seashells);)

  • Alyn Day says:

    The taste of fall… my favorite thing in the whole world and why New England will forever be my home… The sweet, tealike fallen and decaying leaves, the deep smokiness always hanging in the air… the fresh crisp cool air… best flavor ever!

    As to world peace, I bet it tastes like someone spilled blue Kool Aide in a sandbox…

  • Alyn Day says:

    The taste of fall… my favorite thing in the whole world and why New England will forever be my home… The sweet, tealike fallen and decaying leaves, the deep smokiness always hanging in the air… the fresh crisp cool air… best flavor ever!

    As to world peace, I bet it tastes like someone spilled blue Kool Aide in a sandbox…

  • the mom says:

    I thought I already sent you “whirled peas”-they are green!
    She is right about the tealike flavor of fall leaves. And whats that taste you get when there is that first fall frost in the air-kinda metal like. But how do we get when something tastes bad-it’s woody, not a color either. So I thought this would be Ides of March or, St. Urhos Day or St. Pat’s or do they know that the next day will be your 12th birthday?

  • the mom says:

    I thought I already sent you “whirled peas”-they are green!
    She is right about the tealike flavor of fall leaves. And whats that taste you get when there is that first fall frost in the air-kinda metal like. But how do we get when something tastes bad-it’s woody, not a color either. So I thought this would be Ides of March or, St. Urhos Day or St. Pat’s or do they know that the next day will be your 12th birthday?

  • Kelli says:

    closed and moved http://kelliowen.com/?p=409

  • Kelli says:

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