Honestly, the only thing Bossy regrets is not having learned why Goldie Hawn named her first son Oliver before Bossy named her own son, because the reason Goldie named her son Oliver is due to her olive addiction and sister mercy Bossy gets it.
Here is visual proof Bossy is an olive junkie.
That said, Bossy didn’t know what to make of the idea of fried olives when she and her gay Vuboq spied them on the menu the other day. But make no mistake, delicious is what she makes of the idea now.
Mel saysMarch 22, 2010 at 8:17 am
All I’m gonna say is that I sooooo want to go there with VUBOQ when I’m down there in May.
vuboq saysMarch 22, 2010 at 8:47 am
Total crispy fried olive yumminess. Mmmmm.
furiousBall saysMarch 22, 2010 at 8:51 am
whoa… awesome. where did you get those?
Amy saysMarch 22, 2010 at 10:44 am
WHERE???? Road trip.
Shania saysMarch 22, 2010 at 10:46 am
Just filled out my form listing all the reasons why Bossy should crash with me. I’m close to fried olives should now top the list.
Dara saysMarch 22, 2010 at 10:58 am
I need one now! Or a dozen.
Average Jane saysMarch 22, 2010 at 11:45 am
Now that I know that fried olives exist, I don’t think I can rest until I find and consume mass quantities of them.
ojaidebs saysMarch 22, 2010 at 12:03 pm
Love olives, but they don’t love me and give me heartburn. Aaarrgh. So, dirty martinis sans olives – better than no dirty martini at all. However, another tasty treat is fried pickle chips. Totally awesome mix of flavors.
Bev saysMarch 22, 2010 at 12:54 pm
I’ve never seen fried olives but, as shown in your photos, fried and fried always equals a perfectly balanced meal!
Kitten saysMarch 22, 2010 at 1:05 pm
So. Very. Jealous of the VUBOQ lunching.
Bri saysMarch 22, 2010 at 2:02 pm
OH Gah. I need those for breakfast. Now please.
Sewmouse saysMarch 22, 2010 at 2:09 pm
Vuboq is always the happiest looking person I’ve ever seen. Always want to HUG Vuboq because he looks so cute and happy!
Red Hamster saysMarch 22, 2010 at 2:59 pm
Fried Olives! They look YUMMY! And with a martini and a happy Vuboq on the side, please.
Sherri saysMarch 22, 2010 at 3:38 pm
Oh YUMMMM!! I’ve just discovered deep fried pickles – now I have to searching for these!!!! And with spring and shorts just around the corner….
foolery saysMarch 22, 2010 at 3:48 pm
By that logic I’m now changing my girls’ names to Meat and Salsa.
Amber Lee saysMarch 22, 2010 at 4:29 pm
First daughters name now? Avocado.
Kyddryn saysMarch 22, 2010 at 6:08 pm
I need the recipe to live.
Shade and Sweetwater,
Sue saysMarch 22, 2010 at 7:01 pm
what restaurant was it? And do they ship? I can’t think of anything I want more!
Lizzy saysMarch 22, 2010 at 8:59 pm
I’d eat a tennis shoe if it was fried. And if I had that lovely dark beer that Vuboq is drinking.
Cupcake Murphy saysMarch 22, 2010 at 10:51 pm
I feel bewildered that I have not experienced fired olives.
WebSavvyMom saysMarch 23, 2010 at 8:36 am
–>I think Bossy should dress up like an olive for Halloween and her husband dress up like oil.