My dad was never a really strict disciplinarian, but this is still an exchange I never expected to happen in my lifetime.

2 year-old niece: Grandpa, I want more tomatoes!

Dad: Not until you finish your cake.

Me: There's cake? I want cake!

Dad: Finish your beer.

Coinage!

So far this blog has gotten the scoop on two great words I've coined (schemebags and laundramatic). I'm feeling less confident about this new addition to my lexicon, but here we go.

It


is


ORONIC.

Allow me to explain. Organic + Ironic. I'm thinking foodstuffs. I'm thinking all-natural, pesticide-free, but totes ridic, you know? Like an organic jello salad or fondue. Vegan pigs-in-a-blanket?