Visual Description: Kitchen snobbery.
TULEF = FLUTE, ALAML = LLAMA, DURSOH = SHROUD, FIRFTA = TARIFF — Giving us: FLELLMSHOUIFF
Clue/Question: The chef who wouldn’t try food prepared by other chefs was – – –
Answer: FULL OF HIMSELF
(A good stinky pun! When I was a teenager I liked to bake, so I could be full of myself! Usually chocolate chip cookies, but sometimes brownies, or chocolate mayonnaise cake. When I first heard of chocolate mayonnaise cake, I thought: Gross! Why would anyone put mayonnaise in a cake??? But as it turns out, it makes for an incredibly moist and delicious cake! Have you read those articles that say that “moist” is somehow an objectionable word now? How frigging stupid is that! It’s like the clearly adult women who object to being called “Ma’am”. If you’re not a teenager, and you’re either wearing a wedding ring, or you’re toting a kid or two, or three, then you are most definitely NOT a Miss anymore. It doesn’t mean you are old, it just means you’re not a kid anymore. So, get over it.
Clue words? Yeah, there were four of them. None were new, but all the jumbles appear to be. We haven’t seen “tariff” in a while. The answer letter layout was pretty good, but I would have switched the order of both the five letter and six letter words. You’ve seen that thing that says if a word starts and ends with the correct letters then the inbetweens can be out of order, and your brain will still figure it out? Well, I think the same thing applies to short phrases like this. LLMFLEIFFSHOU would have been more of a challenge. I hope Hoyt is taking notes! LOL! Great cartoon. The young cook looks so earnest, while the old chef has such a look of contempt. The guy’s gotta get over himself. A fun Jumble. Be well and do good, friends.) — YUR
Unclerave's Wordy Weblog 
UR, it is odd to me a woman would object to being called ma’am, because it is a polite thing to do. Who objects to politeness? Plus, in the uber-mannerly South, all the kiddos say ma’am or sir to their elders. The huffiness of the ‘don’t call me ma’am’ club reminds me of when people get their knickers in a twist about birthdays or telling their age…I think it is much better to have a birthday, than the alternative, and so a celebration each year is in order!
I’m with you, kid! — YUR
Agreed, Jenn. I had a little trouble with LLAMA, and a bit more with TARIFF. At least, the latter used to be in my “toughest words” list and has now moved to the “tougher words” list, so I am making progress. For the final answer, I got OF first, then HIMSELF and finally FULL. Didn’t take very long. Nice pun!
OK….about the ma’am thing. Being in the south, when you reach a certain age — mid-to-late 20s — it comes as an absolute shock when some little whipper snapper comes out with a yes-or no ma’am. And it does make you feel REAL old….because we always ma’ammed our ELDERS! By the time your are in your mid-to-late 50s you are almost over it! By then you are beginning to realize you are ALMOST old!! 🙂
Mayonnaise cake!!! YES!!!! Have you ever done mayonnaise biscuits. OH YUMM!
The moist thing is beyond ridicules, as is so much else in this new world.
I felt sorry for the younger chef. Full of himself indeed! Grand puzzler.
LL
Ma’am is just the American contraction of Madam. If you’re toting kids, or sporting a wedding band, then you are no longer a Miss. It’s not REALLY a matter of age. If the ladies want to object to anything, it should be that we have sexist designations for women, because there really are no married vs unmarried designations for men.
— YUR
Well, yes Unc, grammatically, you are absolutely correct!!! And you are right about the sexist designations.
I’m coming from a different, simple, perspective….down here whether you were a Miss or a Mrs. or a Spinster for that matter, for us chilren’, you were a ma’am! So when we reach that stage in life when we become the ma’am, it is like OH!!! ME???? It is startling. LL
I can understand the initial surprise. Even guys have that the first time they’re called “sir”. But, the indignant objections to ma’am are what irk me. — YUR
Unc, I can never find the words. You nailed it!!! 🙂 Thanks for hanging in there with me. Linda Lee