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Chowder
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| Title: | Mahjongg Night |
| Episode Number: | 11 |
| Season: | 1 |
| Season Episode #.: | 11 |
| Original Airdate: | Friday November 30th, 2007 |
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It’s game night at Mung Daal’s Catering and Truffles has invited her friends over in order to play a game of mahjongg. However, when Chowder learns that some delicious treats have been prepared as snacks for the ladies, he decides that he must do whatever he can to obtain and consume one of them. He’ll have to be careful, though, as Truffles takes her mahjongg seriously, and will commit unspeakable horrors should his antics interrupt her game.
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| Revealed Dishes:Meviled Eggs
| Revealed Ingredients:Heuvos
| According to C. H. Greenblatt, the creator of the series, this episode was inspired by his childhood. His mother used to play games of mahjongg with her friends, in which he would always be sent to bed early so that he wouldn’t interfere with the game. His mother would make snacks for her friends, which he wasn’t allowed to eat.
| It is revealed that Shnitzel doesn’t live at Mung Daal’s Catering, unlike everybody else who works there.
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| Chowder: Wow! Look at all these meviled eggs we made!
(Mung Daal grabs one of the meviled eggs and devours it)
Mung Daal: Oh, it’s just the right amount of mevil! Not too smooth. Not too chunky. Truly the crown jewel of hors d'œuvres.
Chowder: Can I taste?!
(Truffles hits Chowder in the head with a frying pan)
Truffles: Hands off! The ladies will be here any minute to play mahjongg.
Chowder: But I didn’t get to taste yet.
Truffles: Nuh-uh-uh! This food are for the ladies only. Are you a lady?
Chowder: If I say yes, can I have some?
(Truffles hits Chowder in the head with a frying pan)
| Empanada: Oh, so adorable! I could just eat you up!
(Chowder blushes, but the woman shoves him out of the way)
Empanada: Outta the way, Chowder! I’ve been waiting all week for these meviled eggs!
Woman #2: Save some for the rest of us, Empanada.
Woman #3: You eat it all again, and I’m gonna kill you.
Mung Daal: (seductively) Ladies… Ladies… Ladies… Ladies… There’s plenty enough here to satisfy you all. Wanna see me do squats?!
| Mung Daal: I tell ya’, Chowder, it’s not easy being a babe magnet.
Chowder: Hey, Mung Daal, how come Truffles won’t let me eat them meviled eggs.
Mung Daal: Because that’s what women do. They keep you from having what you want.
Chowder: They look so tasty.
Mung Daal: And it is. It’s the most tasty hors d'œuvre ever.
| Mung Daal: You know this great moustache I have?
Chowder: Yeah?
Mung Daal: Well, it used to be part of an even greater moustache-beard combo.
Chowder: What happened to the beard?
Mung Daal: Truffles said I was distracting her from her game, so she ripped it right off my face!
Chowder: She broke the combo?!
Mung Daal: (sadly) Yeah!
| Chowder: Hey, Kimchi, what do you suppose meviled eggs taste like?
(Kimchi makes his fart noise in response)
Chowder: I bet they taste awesome.
(Chowder takes a bite of his blanket and swallows it)
| (Empanada was discussing her husband’s eye problem)
Empanada: Well, to make a long story short, it turns out he’s allergic to the color puce!
Woman #2: My husband became allergic too; he throws up whenever he looks at me.
| (Truffles and the ladies hear a large crash in the kitchen, so they turn around)
Truffles: What did I tell you about coming in here?!
Mung Daal: (seductively) Don’t mind me, ladies. I was just looking for my… Oh, here it is! My workout gear! Yeah, gotta stay buff, you know?!
(Mung Daal begins to work out with his gear)
Mung Daal: Oh yeah! Ugh! Oh! Ugh! Oh, that’s a good burn!
Truffles: Honey?
(Truffles grabs half of Mung Daal’s moustache and rips it off of his face)
| (Chowder had attempted to grab an eat a meviled egg, but grabbed and ate a mahjongg tile instead)
Chowder: Huh, it’s crunchier than I expected… I want more!
| Chowder: Hey! I bet if I go down and apologize, Truffles will reward me for being so professional!
Kiwi: Now that’s some good thinkin’, Chowder.
| Chowder: Are you gonna make me grow a beard, so, so you can tear it off?
Truffles: No, honey. Here, for you.
(Truffles gives Chowder a meviled egg)
Chowder: Finally!
(Chowder slowly eats the meviled egg, only to spit it out of his mouth)
Chowder: That’s disgusting!
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| When Mung Daal made the eggs there were a lot, around 57-70. When the mahjongg night began, for every lady there were only 5 eggs, that`s 25. The others were missing without someone got eaten them.
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| Visual: A man claps his hands in order to turn on the street lights.
This is a reference to the clapper, a device that was created in the 1990s to allow people to turn own lights and other appliances by clapping their hands.
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