Now that literally every food has its own day (in recent days, as of this writing, we had Bubblegum Day, Corn Chip Day and Blonde Brownie Day), it is literally impossible to keep up with them all.  Fortunately for my poor overclocked memory, Taco Tuesday is easy enough to remember, and pretty delicious to observe, but wouldn’t it be nice if we also got Churron Saturday or Big Kahuna Burger Monday?  No, they’re not alliteratively easy to recall, but there are tons of foods both real or fictional that might make for a lovely consumption experience, leading to today’s gustatory query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) would probably sit out Soylent Green Sunday, asking: What favorite food (fictional or otherwise) deserves its own day, like Taco Tuesday?

10 Comments

  1. February 6, 2018 at 12:24 pm — Reply

    Wednesdays could be Hamburger Humpday

  2. February 6, 2018 at 1:52 pm — Reply

    Saturday has been a pizza day for a long time, at least once a month or so. Too bad it doesn’t rhyme.

  3. February 6, 2018 at 3:40 pm — Reply

    Calzone Monday
    Oh-ohhhh
    I wish it was it was Sunday
    Oh-oh-ohhhh
    Then tomorrow would be fun day
    My “I don’t have to cook day”
    Mackin’ on some Calzone Monday

    • Vixyn
      February 7, 2018 at 2:13 pm — Reply

      Very nice!

    • Toric
      February 7, 2018 at 9:55 pm — Reply

      Indeed, bravo.

  4. February 6, 2018 at 3:42 pm — Reply

    Friday Pie Day, maybe?

    • February 6, 2018 at 4:26 pm — Reply

      I can get behind this initiative. One question though…Pie as in Pizza Pie or that of the dessert variety?

      • February 6, 2018 at 5:34 pm — Reply

        I’m fine with either… or maybe both?

      • February 7, 2018 at 12:43 pm — Reply

        I left it open so it could mean either or any kind of pie. Maybe one week you want pizza, but the next week you just want a nice fruit filled pie without that pesky main course getting in the way of dessert.

  5. Toric
    February 7, 2018 at 9:58 pm — Reply

    Spaghetti Sunday. Because if I play my cards right I can have leftover spaghetti through Wednesday.

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