Did you ever see the movie, “What about Bob”?
He told his therapist, “There are two kinds of people in this world, those who like Neil Diamond, and those who don’t.”
Giggle.
I guess, along those lines, there are two kinds of people in this world, those who like ____________ (nutmeg or cinnamon) and those who don’t.
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I happen to like nutmeg in eggnog or in custard. And it’s OK in pumpkin pie with a whole lot of other spices. And in spice cookies. And in spice cake. Just not in apple dishes.
GRIN.
I guess, along those lines, there are two kinds of people in this world, those who like ____________ (nutmeg or cinnamon) and those who don’t.<<<
That is what makes living in America so wonderful, no law says we must like ‘one’ food over another..........
But there is hope for you, as you grow older your taste will change, or at least mine did.
Grinning right back at you............LOL
Now tell me how to stop automatically posting and getting it in the wrong thread?
I do that when I can’t see and am not smart enough to stop until it passes.
After looking at it again, I am going to leave it, as the headlines are a good reminder of why we are in danger and need to stock up and be able to take care of ourselves.
Do you recall when they were urinating on the baskets of berries? Maybe 5 or 6 years ago, folks got sick and the investigation showed that the workers were urinating on the berries so they would weigh more, as they got paid by the pound.
Three years ago, it was onions and sewer water.
And I have links to check on some new Gov bulletins about terrorists and our food.
I think that we are entering a time when food will be very dear to all of us.
For several years, I have bought the 2 liter bottles of Cola at the dollar store for 50 cents per bottle.
Last week they cost 75 cents for the same bottle.
I am not at all sure how I will survive if food is going to cost double, lots of beans and rice is the only answer.
My prayers go out to the families who are having to deal with the rising costs.
But I will send you a couple hugs, on account.