Hold the mayo.
he phrase "cellar door" is among the most beautiful in the English language, according to various writers and linguists. Personally, I am not able to separate the sound of a phrase from its meaning and I consume too much horror media for a cellar door to seem anything but ominous. Besides, beauty is in the ear of the beholder and anyone could certainly make an argument for an alternative. But sure, cellar door.
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I was working at an event recently which provided boxed lunches for the staff and volunteers. The choices were various pre-made sandwiches. I overheard a conversation that included one worker who had some trepidation about the sandwich ingredients.
"Is there mayo on the veggie wrap?" he asked.
"No, I don't think so," replied one of his colleagues.
He set about eating his wrap, but a bite or two in made an unpleasant discovery.
"Oh, I think it's got ranch or something on it," he said. "I'm not sure what it is. I just don't like anything with a creamy texture on a sandwich. I'm not a creamy guy."
This is a valid stance to have. Lots of people have legitimate aversion to various food textures and I respect that. Nevertheless, I would like to propose "creamy guy" as the antithesis of "cellar door," because the way I shuddered...
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