Carol Me This
So I was singing Christmas carols yesterday, and we did "My Favorite Things," which isn't officially a carol, but has that Christmas-y feeling.
Anyway, the song, as you probably know, is about this gal listing stuff she likes. This is not a Cole Porter list, this is an Oscar-Hammerstein-corny list. He liked to write about naive people and simple joys.
So we're going through the roster--you know, raindrops on roses, whiskers on kittens, that sort of jazz. Then we come to this: "Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles." Come again? I can see loving sleigh bells (when the occasion calls for it) and a pasta dish, but really now, who considers a doorbell to be a favorite thing?
I'll believe a hot dog makes Patty Duke lose control before I believe that.