It’s all in a name

Dear Diary,
I’ve noticed that even though I consider myself grown up, there are certain times when seeing something or hearing something that I get a case of the giggles. Case in point: yesterday while minding my own business at World Market I hear “Look at this!” There in front of me was a small little can of Heinz Spotted Dick! Yes, there on the shelf with all the other English goodies was a spotted dick! I couldn’t help thinking about it, and yes I put that small spotted dick into our basket to bring home. I’m not sure what it tastes like, but heck I’m going to give it a try. In the back of my head I could hear that old Life cereal commercial that said “give it to Mikey, he’ll eat anything”. But would he eat something like a spotted dick pudding?
Grown up? Not me, but still wanting not to get funny looks from the kid at the register, I find a few other things to buy just to hide the spotted dick in my basket. So, what goes well with spotted dick sponge pudding…a nice Reisling? hearty red cabernet? Now that would be just too easy and at World Market there’s always something new to try. How about a couple bottles of Woodchuck Pear Cider and just for good measure a bag of wasbi covered macadamia nuts.
Well after our little shopping spree it was time to head home and find out just want causes spotted dick. I wonder just where it gets its name… I wonder what it tastes like..does it need a special cream? I’ll be back later Diary…who knows when the giggles will end, or may be its pretty good and I’ll go back to buy more dick sponge pudding. I’m bad!