Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Madam, words fail me. Your culinary talents supersede the most exotic cuisine.
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:
You don't like it.
Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Oh, no, no, no, on the contrary...
Josh Morgan:
He means he'd like some more, Ma.
Ma Tatum:
Oh, that's good.
Pappy Tatum:
Good! Good! I like to see a young fella who's a good eater.
Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
I must say, in all my travels, I never tasted anything quite like it.
Ma Tatum:
You ain't never?
Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Unh-uhnmm!
[meaning "No"]
Ma Tatum:
Aw shucks, it ain't nothing but possum tails, owl gizzards, and grits fried in bear grease. And then that there gravy, that's just goat's milk with vulture eggs and mashed catfish eyes.
Pappy Tatum:
The catfish eyes brings out the flavor of the possum tails.
[Capt. Salbo turns green.]
Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Excuse me. I think I forgot something in my jeep.
Pappy Tatum:
Why did he leave in such a hurry? Did something just come up?
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