To: nickcarraway
As Grandpa churned in the bowls of the troop transport, en-route to his Aero-maintenance Squadron assignment, in WWI France, it came his turn to cook.
In search of something to bind his meatloaf recipe, he found....Kero-Syrup....
2 posted on
05/20/2013 3:42:21 PM PDT by
G Larry
(Darkness Hates the Light)
To: nickcarraway
Fascinating story with a bittersweet ending. Thanks for posting.
To: nickcarraway
Interesting. Family and I haven’t had chocolate for a long time (don’t know how long) and don’t really miss that or any other profligacy of the past.
5 posted on
05/20/2013 4:04:06 PM PDT by
familyop
(We Baby Boomers are croaking in an avalanche of rotten politics smelled around the planet.)
To: nickcarraway
It has been my experience that chocolate bars don’t keep for very long. If that is so, they should have gobbled it up at the start of the war.
6 posted on
05/20/2013 4:05:52 PM PDT by
Fiji Hill
To: nickcarraway
"'I was the youngest of four children, the only boy. I had one Father and four Mothers.'"
That's also interesting. Most American kids nowadays have one mother and several unknown fathers.
8 posted on
05/20/2013 4:09:43 PM PDT by
familyop
(We Baby Boomers are croaking in an avalanche of rotten politics smelled around the planet.)
To: nickcarraway
I don’t know why the father thought the chocolate could last four years. Of course, he didn’t know when the war was going to be over. But from past experience, Christmas chocolate, unless frozen, better be eaten within about six months.
To: nickcarraway
Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow the chocolate may taste like moth balls.
12 posted on
05/20/2013 4:41:13 PM PDT by
BykrBayb
(Somewhere, my flower is there. ~ Þ)
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