As for the imprinted tags, haven’t had any trouble with them and I hate regular tags with a passion. Shudder. When #2 son was little, he wouldn’t wear anything with a tag in it. Came by it honest. Tags don’t seem to bother my other two kids.<<<
LOL, the tags scratch my neck....
But Mary hoarded them, the old style, were the strongest fabric you can find and are priceless, when used for a patch.
Excellent for sewing behind buttons that keep getting ripped out.
Imagine my surprise, the first time I took her to the town’s “City Exchange” or as some call it the dump.
She had a small pair of scissors in her pocket and wandered around cutting tags off rags.
There is nothing as good as good chili.
Lucky you, fresh broccoli, that you will enjoy and do try the stems, sliced and in a stir fry, they reminded me a little of fennel, celery and water chestnuts.
I sewed tags in t shirts for a local shirt factory for years.
I’ve told my kids a million times when they complained about shirt sizes being wrong. The tag in that shirt only means that’s the tag that was in the seamstress’ hand when she was sewing tags.
I’ve had the boss hand me a number of same size shirts and tags with orders to make 6 of them xl, 6l, 6m, 6sm. LOl
Never thought about using them for patches/buttons.
We froze what was left of the chili. Instant meal later on.
Have you ever tried eating the broccoli leaves? I checked the broccoli today. May not get any. The leaves look...funny...and the heads are about the size of a nickel. Shrug