Taste of the States

As long as we are here we intend to experience as much as possible of America. One way, and probably the easiest way is of course to do it taste wise. We will do it randomly when we run into something we believe to be typical American.
The other day we tried Dr. Pepper soda. I was quite sure I would like it so I bought one can for me and one for Cre. We started out sharing one can and of course I was wrong. We did not like it one bit. One can will be left in the fridge until we leave in six months.
I also tried Jell-O. I played it safe and bought vanilla (I’m a sucker for anything with the taste or smell of vanilla). I was very sure I would like it so I got six small packages to have as deserts. Needless to say, I was horribly wrong again (my god I’m bad at this). Five little packages of vanilla Jell-O will accompany one little can of Dr. Pepper for a cold six months wait in our soon to be crowded fridge.

Just realize that most of the things we see as typical American are unhealthy. But perhaps I’m wrong again.

We are in Texas so we have to try to have a proper steak. We have been tipped about Saltgrass Steak House which should be able to supply us with just that. Sunday noon we went there and tried it. The restaurant looked very nice both from the outside and inside and the staff were very friendly and service minded. The guy that took our order spook a very colorful Texas dialect. When he introduced himself and the menu, he sounded like we just caught him stealing our horse and he was explaining his way out of it. After politely informing him that we in fact newer owned a horse, and he must have mistaken us and the horse for someone else, I ordered a steak from the lunch menu (the menu said steak and so did the guy taking our order). When the food arrived we saw that what we in fact ordered was something that once was a steak but had now been cut into pieces. At first we were a bit disappointed but my god it tasted good. We will for sure go back, and then order a proper steak.

We also tried KFC. Not so much because it is American, but because we both like it allot. We try to have it at least once every time we go to Romania (there’s no KFC in Sweden). Cre got the chicken wings and I got the chicken strips. We could both agree that the salad we selected as side order was good. On the wall behind Cre was a weird poster of a dog eating KFC from a bucket at a picnic.

Please let us know if there is anything you think we should try or stay away from while we are here.

TV commercials have more air time than any regular TV show.
The majority is for insurances, law services (lawyers) and medicine. Americans must be expecting the worst.

So far I have seen a lot of drive trough’s. The two who surprised me the most was a drive through bank (perhaps only ATM) and Dunkin’ Donuts.
American really love their cars and doesn’t really like to get out of them. Perhaps in the future they will all live in their new super big cars. Perhaps we all will.

Saw this in the mall. Must be a very fancy toilet for nr2 only.

Fancy toilet?

I just have to say again how nice everybody are here. Even at a distance. You could be walking down the road, and 50 meters away a person waves at you. It is almost rude. No, it is rude. They are forcing me to be nice back. The polite way would be to ignore me and give me the choice to be “nice” or not. Now, if I don’t say hi, smile and wave back I’m automatically a bad person. Bastards. I always greet them back of course, but I even things out by giving them the finger once their back is turned.

A few days back when I was out walking with Nadia I saw this young guy walking down the road dressed in black sneakers, black long pants, black sleeveless shirt, and a black sweater thrown over his shoulder. My god, all black in this weather. It is at least 35-40 degrees Celsius outside. The guy must be a moron. This is what I was thinking to myself. At least the guy had sense enough to wear white sunglasses.
The day after I saw him again. He was dressed the same way. Not only is he a moron, he doesn’t learn. Later that day he spoke to me. Of course there was no way I could take him seriously wearing those white sunglasses.

Nadia is a good sport. She doesn’t even complain when I sing to her.
Her fourth tooth is out.

Our GPS is called Never Lost. Well I guess it is partly true. It will always tell you where you are (approximately, and if you give it enough time). You will of course have to tell it where you are going. So you have these two points cleared out, which is good. The problem is that our GPS sucks at telling us how to get from one point to another. You know where you are, where you are going, but you have no clue how to get there. I sometimes wish it would just point you in the general direction of the target.

The AC and me are friends. He knows what I need and he delivers.
If he was a person, I guess his name would be something like Abra Cadabra He would be dressed in a black cape, and a black pointy hat. He would be invited to all my future parties to keep cool and perform magic tricks. After two parties though, he we no longer be invited because he might be able to keep the cool, but he is a very poor magician and a little bit of a downer at festive occasions.

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3 Responses to Taste of the States

  1. Thessan says:

    Sylt och jordnötssmörmackor….usch men typiskt amerikanskt om ni vågar prova / Kram Sis

  2. Håkan says:

    Alltid kul att läsa dina inlägg. Du har en talang att observera och skriva ner detaljer. Kanske en alternativ karriär om /// flyttar allt till det stora landet i öst. Inte för att jag läst Blondin-Bellas blogg men du kanske borde kallas Blondin-Danne?

  3. Maite says:

    Hey Daniel, or should I say Howdy? I just met your wife at work, and looking forward to meeting you!

    I laughed a lot at your comments, it’s funny to see the US from other ppl’s eyes. I have been here for 20years, so I am used to it, but when I read your comments, it reminds me exactly of what I thought when I first came here. But I have to say, Texas is a whole different country. That’s right, I said country. I spent 12years in New York City, 1 in Montreal and now almost 7 in TX, and it’s a whole new ballgame here (I am from Madrid originally). For starters, everyone is nice, as you have noticed. In NY, noone would have said hello, I promess you 😉 Gotta love those Yankees, lol!

    There are many things to go over, the American way is quite an experience, I have to teach you so much my young friend 😉 I am looking forward to having you and Cre over our house for a nice typical american lunch, aka, a BBQ! I promess we won’t cut the steak in little pieces…

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