Deadbeat neighbor: “Happy 4th of July!”
Me: “Same to you.”
Deadbeat neighbor: “Yeah, I went out and bought some of that bunting this year. The red white and blue kind. I ran it along the fence out back.”
Me: “Good for you. How you doing on macaroni salad?”
Deadbeat neighbor: “Macaroni salad, shit, I knew I was forgetting something.”
Me: “Well, there’s always next year.”
No one eats that stuff anyway.
No potatoe salad is a totally different subject. In fact, I don’t believe I’ve ever seen anyone eat macaroni salad but simply take a small scoop at family buffet to keep the host happy. Push it around the plate a bit and you’re done. Nothing more American than that.