OK, odd title I know.  But if it piqued your interest, look at the entire menu here:Despair with Crystallized Ginger, Chicken Smothered in Grief, Hopelessness Covered in Paprika,   and Dill-Encrusted Misery !!If this menu tickled your funny bone, check out a book that is not at ALL about food called "Trailer Trash, with a Girl's Name" here  written by our very own Cincinnati Native Stacey Roberts.  I laughed out loud on EVERY page.  It made me think, in particular, of the couple of dishes I just KNOW we can all relate to - when our mother repeatedly made some dish that we hated but everytime we said we hated it, she said "But you LOVE Creamed Cabbage!" - this is the particular dish I remember most hatefully and yuckily.  I would love to hear your fond reminiscences of whatever your mother (or father for that matter) made that you had to choke down.  Of course, we at Lula's for Lunch...and More! Catering never make ANYTHING that you don't LOVE!!!!  HAPPY MEMORY LANE, EVERYONE!