RENAMING

“I’m not doing it!” I said shaking my head. “Nope. I’m not calling an antipasti a charcuterie board.” Still shaking my head. “Nope. Not happening.”

Alex looked over at the advertisement I was holding, that had come in the mail, from a local farmers market I loved to shop at.

Alex started to laugh. “I can see you feel pretty strongly about that.”

“It’s ridiculous.” I pointed to the picture of the antipasti. “It’s clearly an antipasti. So now they put together the exact same ingredients and now it’s French?”

Alex shrugged his shoulders. “It’s doesn’t really matter what they call it. You know it’s antipasti.”

I tossed the flier onto the table. “Why do we have to keep renaming everything?” I said with a sigh.

“Maybe things get renamed because people don’t want something that sounds old and tired and so they rename it and it seems new again and everyone wants it.”

I thought about that for a second. “Maybe you’re right.” I began nodding my head. “I remember when my great Aunt decided to rename hot dogs.”

Alex looked confused. “She renamed hot dogs?”

“Yup.” I had to laugh. “When I was little, we were over at her house, she said she was serving tube steaks for lunch.”

Alex started to laugh. “Tube steaks?”

I nodded my head. “I’d never heard of it so I couldn’t wait for lunch. Then she served us hot dogs. But…” I held up my finger pausing for a second. “There was no bun. She served them on a plate and used a knife and fork, cutting them in little pieces to eat.”

Alex shook his head, still laughing. “Did anyone say anything to her?”

“No one wanted to hurt her feelings.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Clearly she was trying to make it a fancier lunch then it was. So, we all just played along.”

“So that’s what you do now.” Alex said pointing to the flier. “You order a antipasti, call it a charcuterie board and pretend it’s brand new and delicious!”

“Antipasti are delicious!”

“See!” Alex patted me on the shoulder. “You’re halfway there already!”

“Okay, fine.” I sighed as I shook my head.

“Hey, maybe next summer you can have a barbeque and serve hamburgers and tube steaks! You could start a whole new trend!” Alex laughed.

“Nope, not going to happen!” I said.

“We’ll see.” Alex said as he headed back to his room. “I got you to rethink the charcuterie board didn’t I?” he called over his shoulder.

“Not really!” I called back. “We all know it’s an antipasti!”