Like, we like went to, like the market …

Like, has anyone like noticed the amazing number of times you like hear the word ‘like’ in conversations? George Carlin did a routine where he proved that the word [insert expletive beginning with F here] was one of the most versatile in the language and that you could make an entire sentence using just this one word. We appear to be going in this direction with the word ‘Like’ – at least if you go by what we hear out on the streets, restaurants, Metro… You get the picture.

We were on our way to the Sunday Dupont outdoor market [see, there is a tie in to food …], sitting on Metro near two young women who were chatting about their upcoming plans and applications to law school. One of the women was commenting that “like, she was so like, upset that the admissions group like told her that, like her application was like really good, but like, she just didn’t like, make the top like 20% of the pool and she could like, try again the next round. But she was so like, upset you know that, like they wouldn’t tell her, like what the real problem was …” Merry and I looked over at the gentleman who was sitting in front of the women and saw that he was smiling while reading his book. When he looked up at us and Merry mouthed the word ‘like’, he nodded and started to chuckle. As the two women continued to flood the air with “like” [the like-o-meter we carry in our heads was starting to peg into the red zone] he turned around and respectfully commented to them, “I can tell you why you didn’t get the nod at Harvard.”

“Oh really?” said the rejected applicant.

“Yes, you need to lose ‘like’ … Harvard admissions expect that people coming into law school know how to speak well and will be able to coherently argue before the court; the ‘like’ just doesn’t help. Of course, it may be that I notice it because I am of a certain generation, but then so are they.”

The young ladies didn’t acknowledge the comment – or our stated agreement with it, and just continued their conversation, sprinkled with more ‘like’ as if no one had bothered them. When we got off at our stop, Merry leaned over and said, “Keep up the good work.” “All I can do is try,” was his reply. It was nice to know we aren’t the only people who, like notice this phenomena.

Photo of butternut squash soup with toasted pumpkin seedsAnd after this event, you are wondering – so, ‘like’ what did they buy to cook? Well, since butternut squash is making its appearance, we decided to recreate a version of butternut squash soup similar to one we recently had at Matyson in Philadelphia. After roasting the halved squash (350° on a Silpat for about 60 minutes) and assembling the soup, we found another use for our Sriracha syrup from a couple of weeks ago – drizzle it on the soup and add some toasted pumpkin seeds. The combination of flavors is ‘like’ simply amazing!