First off where have I been lately? I was watching one of those "I Love The New Millennium" shows the other day when they said something about McDonald's having pancakes with syrup in the middle of them. Gross, but not the point. Apparently these things have been around since 2005. Now, I rarely go to McDonald's, but I managed to miss every one of their commercials for the last three years. It's okay being as my Not-better-half tells me they are highly annoying. Anyway I just thought that was funny.
On to the pickles and the peanut butter. Yesterday we went on a picnic with Mike's parents. Boy was I lucky to be nauseous and save my sandwich for later, for I would have missed out on what I thought was an interesting take on cuisine, and an entertaining conversation. So when I do decide that it is cool enough outside I take a giant bite out of said sandwich. "Oh God, it's miracle whip". I am so lucky that I didn't do that in front of his dad because he did his best. Besides it's not the guys fault he prefers sugary mayonnaise type stuff. This sets us off on a conversation of foods that he ate growing up, that I had never fathomed putting together. He ate things like "finger sandwiches", which are so not what you are thinking right now. They consist of hot dogs cut in half so it looks like you are eating a sandwich of actual fingers. He also likes to mix his tuna and egg salad sandwiches, which aren't complete without a healthy spreading of butter on the bread first. Then he moves on to talk about his school time lunches when prepared by his father. Most of the time it were made of bologna, mustard and butter, ewwww. I tell him about feeling like a jack ass last week when our friend Jenny said she was going home to make macaroni and cheese with tuna in it, and I was dumbfounded by the idea. I say something stupid like I'd never even thought of that. Way to show that college education Lynn. And he says it's southern poor food as he laughs. Oh well it's not like he knows what campechanas or bunuelos are so there. But then he totally grosses me out completely when he says his father likes to eat peanut butter and pickle sandwiches. Ewwwwww! Apparently these things are new to only me, so I must have been under a rock.
P.S. What is lima bean casserole?
*smiles*
Monday, June 30, 2008
Pickles and Peanut Butter
Posted by Lynn at 4:11 PM
Labels: Life in Washington
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1 comments:
lima bean casserole is a lot like that family casserole i read you the recipe for but with just lima beans. i had it once... i was scarred for life.
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