Back in 1997, when I was a young food writer and had not yet cracked up from the constant flood of press releases, I made Observer readers a promise:
No egg puns. Specifically, not these:
Egg-citing.
Egg-xactly.
Egg-stravaganza.
Egg-stravagant.
Egg-static.
Egg-speriment.
Egg-cellent.
Egg-sultant.
And to my knowledge, in the ensuing 15 years, I never have. (I also continue to honor my pledge to never use a "thyme" pun.)
So, in the coverage leading up to Easter, I am not to blame for any egg puns you might see committed by The Observer.
Yolk puns, though, are entirely possible. I'm only human, people.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Egg puns we will not use next week
Labels:
Easter puns,
egg puns,
food writing,
Kathleen Purvis
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3 comments:
You truly are eggceptional
It's really funny to remember this thing again. Thanks for bringing me back this memory :)
Glad to do it. Cool sign-in name, by the way.
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