My dad used to tell a groaner of a bad joke about a guy he knew opening a cheese shop in Israel. The name? Cheeses of Nazareth.
I thought of that joke today, and on a lark typed “cheesesofnazareth.com” into my browser…and then name is owned by a domain name squatter, offering to sell it.
The Internet is full.
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The Harris Grill over on Ellsworth has a Cheeses of Nazareth appetizer.
“A nice selection of nibbles including imported and domestic cheeses. Easily serves 2 to 3 followers. Tithe an additional two dollars and the good Father will slip you some nice Italian-style Chorizo.”
( http://www.harrisgrill.com/menu.aspx )
Their menu is basically full of terrible puns, but the food is generally surprisingly good.
A couple of years ago, my family had a little party at Christmastime that featured some fancy cheeses, and we joked that it was the Cheeses of Nazareth party.
And now it’s a tradition: I host this glorious event, and we have cheese-oriented foods of various sorts. (I make a finger food version of a family recipe called Cheesy-Baked Chicken.)
I see that cheesesofnazarethparty.com is available. I guess I should get that now, so I don’t have to ransom it from a squatter later.
praised be cheeses.
My brother has a band called “Little Baby Cheeses”. They could play at your party…
They’re a very good, very English, ska-y band. You can find them here http://www.myspace.com/littlebabycheeses
I’m worried, now, that this looks like content related spam, or something. But this is my brother I’m hyping, so hopefully someone, somewhere will give me a little slack.
Actually, bad puns seem to run in the family as I’m singing in a acoustic blues trio called the Bluesberries, but I don’t have a myspace page to bother you with. Yet.