Nov
21
Park the biscuit and eat some pommes frites (Phraseology, day 16)
2008 at 3pm Posted by Rebecca Joines Schinsky
I have a busy day today, and there’s no time to find fun pictures, so today’s edition of the Phraseology celebration will be of the quick and dirty variety.
My father-in-law is a classic pack rat—an allusion to the animal’s habit of collecting and accumulating nesting material—and has a garage full of “who knows when we’ll need it” items to show for it.
Originally, paint the town red carried the connotation of destruction–of bloody encounters.
Palm Sunday was once Fig Sunday, as figs were eaten to commemorate Jesus’s curing a barren fig tree.
Period of time is unnecessary when either period or time will do; plan ahead is redundant.
After this busy day, I’ll definitely be ready to park the biscuit (to sit down).
One of my favorite restaurants from my college days in Chicago (and the site of my first real date with my hubby) serves the most amazing pommes frites—fried potatoes—with freshly grated parmesan cheese. Yum yum!
Betcha didn’t know that a football is a prolate spheroid—work that one into your Sunday afternoon football party and impress (or creep out) all your friends.
Portmanteau words are arbitrary combos like smog (smoke + fog) and chortle (chuckle + snort). Do you have a favorite example of these?
Playing fast and loose is from Antony and Cleopatra; peeping Tom comes from a story of someone in Coventry, England peeping to look at Lady Godiva.
Before my hubby mows the lawn, he busts out our fancy pooper scooper, a U.S. expression dating from the 1970s.
A pudding ring is a made of facial hair consisting of a mustache and a goatee. Sounds disgusting, doesn’t it?
Hope you’re all having a great Friday. Click here to see more of my Phraseology fun.
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Pudding Ring does sound a bit disgusting! My husband has one of these. I’ll inform him of this tonight.
I will likewise telling my sister’s boyfriend to make haste and get rid of that pudding ring! Yikes, I actually wrinkled my nose on that one.
I feel rather silly now! I never even realised that ‘chortle’ and ‘smog’ are combinations of words (not to mention that I didn’t know the name for that!).