tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post6899896850851533108..comments2023-07-18T04:52:07.493-07:00Comments on It Takes Wisdom To Know The Difference: Snapshot Of The PastMama Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02486091328948046021noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-64711983522217826062014-04-16T11:15:17.294-07:002014-04-16T11:15:17.294-07:00I made one and gave it to my eldest as a joke...on...I made one and gave it to my eldest as a joke...once he smelled it the jig was up. Boy, did I get a dirty look!! :)<br /><br />So sorry to hear about your friend's brain damage, but wow...does seem like he's made an amazing recovery from that stroke if things like this are where you see the issues. As a friend of mine once pointed out to me, any problem in the head is a big problem due to the confined space...he'd had a benign brain tumor but its removal still left him disfigured and with a speech impediment. Mama Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486091328948046021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-15701224887630182002014-04-15T22:22:31.645-07:002014-04-15T22:22:31.645-07:00Yeah, when I ovenroasted the brussels sprouts, the...Yeah, when I ovenroasted the brussels sprouts, the Mother and Teenager and Grandmother and I huddled around the still-warm pan and gobbled them down. But The Father said, "It's just the same in the microwave. Why bother?" And that's when I really understood that the brain damage is real (he suffered a massive stroke a few years back and was in a coma for weeks - nobody thought he'd survive, and he's had an incredible recovery - but there's hidden brain damage that only a few of us understand - and now I have proof!). <br /><br />Try the sandwich!! Report on it! Do it! I want to hear what your kids think!NOLAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05572754078356812922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-85925118521462671012014-04-15T19:38:13.314-07:002014-04-15T19:38:13.314-07:00Desecration!! Way to wreck perfectly good Brussel...Desecration!! Way to wreck perfectly good Brussels sprouts between the microwaving and the mayo. (Oven roasted with olive oil and kosher salt, however...yum.) I'm almost inspired to try that sandwich for the hell of it, but I have a feeling that I would regret it deeply. ;)Mama Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486091328948046021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-22385499428107218172014-04-15T18:50:38.159-07:002014-04-15T18:50:38.159-07:00Last night after reading this, The Father came out...Last night after reading this, The Father came out with his usual bowl of microwaved brussels sprouts with something on top - looks like sour cream. I finally asked what it was and The Mother tried to stop me. Mayonnaise. At least a full half cup of Best Foods dumped on a small bowl of brussels sprouts. Let's just say that fasting was a breeze after that.<br /><br />But then The Mother said she had a friend growing up who enjoyed the recipe of PB, marshmallows, and mayo - ate it all the time on wonder bread. <br /><br />Blech!NOLAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05572754078356812922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-56848945902181241852014-04-15T07:53:04.698-07:002014-04-15T07:53:04.698-07:00I was good up to the mayo part! People back then ...I was good up to the mayo part! People back then seemed to add mayo to a lot of things that wouldn't contain it now, judging from this cookbook. Mama Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486091328948046021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-82397666493661419972014-04-15T07:50:06.318-07:002014-04-15T07:50:06.318-07:00I can only envision that it is to dunk, and I agre...I can only envision that it is to dunk, and I agree with your take on that prospect wholeheartedly. :) That one is definitely a you-know-you're-not-in-Kansas-anymore sort of recipe!!Mama Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486091328948046021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-72941142230660335642014-04-15T06:47:05.528-07:002014-04-15T06:47:05.528-07:00Phone numbers used to start with letters, too. My...Phone numbers used to start with letters, too. My parents' phone number was RA2-5537. And my mom was in a club! It was just called "Club". They met at someone's house every Tuesday night. As a kid, it was a big honor for me to be allowed to serve the snacks. (I think my mom had a little Tom Sawyer paint-the-fence thing going on there - smart mom.)<br /><br />And what, pray tell, is the tomato juice for in that last recipe? To drink? To ... dunk? *shudder*rockygracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14457010488015617811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42766080526493454.post-91790243387702543942014-04-14T18:39:17.860-07:002014-04-14T18:39:17.860-07:00Ah, phone numbers should STILL be that way. Our n...Ah, phone numbers should STILL be that way. Our neighbor's number was 7-6447, and that didn't change until ... the 1980s. But I'd like to think I didn't put mayo with peanut butter and marshmallows. Yuck!NOLAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05572754078356812922noreply@blogger.com