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This week consisted of fantastic clouds at the grocery store.


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Happy Friday Folks!

Are you out shopping?

Oh man, that boggles my mind.  I just don’t understand it.

Crowds and trampling.  Not my scene.

I’ve heard stories about my mom and grandma’s black friday shopping adventures.

The pushing and shoving to get the coveted cabbage patch kid.

Those two Bronx ladies on a mission to make sure two little girls were not disappointed come Christmas morning.  Good luck fellow shoppers!

No, I think we will be taking it easy today.  There will be plenty of crazy holiday days to come.

Rest now while we can.

And if you were in the New York tri state area in the early eighties on a black friday and may or may not of run into two determined shoppers who may or may not of used excessive force, ie: thrown some elbows, I may or may not be apologizing for their actions.  Most likely not because I did love my cabbage patch kid even though I may or may not of dropped an ice cream sandwich on my little adopted friend’s leg a week after getting her, permanently staining her.  I may or may not ever tell.

Have a great day folks!


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I think my love of vegetables may be in my blood.

And I think a true love a vegetables may skip generations.

And I think that I am not a scientist and I have a hard time wrapping my brain around scientific things (except when Neil explains them) so none of this is in any way based on research or facts beyond my own thoughts.

But I’m pretty sure it’s true.

Why do I think this?  Well my theory only goes back four generations and I only have real facts about 3 of them.  My Great Grandfather was a vegetable peddler in The Bronx.  Now to me that sounds like an amazing job.  To have a vegetable cart in the bustling city.  Of course I am well aware that there was the depression and they must have been very difficult times but I can’t help glazing over the hardships and just imagining the old timey fun of it.  I also have a british accent in my imaginings and say a lot of what’s all this then?  Please don’t judge me.

Moving along. To make this theory work he would have had to dislike veggies because his daughter, my grandma loved them.  No meal at her table was complete without at least 4 different vegetable sides and she was unable to keep leftovers (I now think this may have been a lie) but I was happy to oblige her lack of storage and take as many helpings until they were all eaten up.

Now my mother only eats corn. I don’t understand either.  Thank heavens we spent lots of time at my grandparents because bless my mother’s heart, she really went gung-ho into the convenience of 80’s cooking.  We painfully had to endure meals from a microwave cookbook and the early pop can rollout pizza dough.  I’m pretty sure you should bake those before putting sauce and cheese on as to not have a soggy rectangle that I inevitably got the worst center piece due to my lot in life as the youngest.

Okay I have to move on, I’m getting a tummy ache thinking of it.

Now we have me.  I love vegetables.  So you see, this proves my theory.  Skips generations!  Scientific proof right before your eyes, no need to research it further, awards and accolades please.


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Who likes Brussel Sprouts?

I like Brussel Sprouts.

Who loves Brussel Sprouts?

Larry LOVES Brussel Sprouts.

Who’s got some AMAZING Brussel Sprouts headed their way just in time for Turkey Day?

You Do!

Recipe soon!

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