My mother couldn’t really cook either. She had/has only two spices in her kitchen, salt and pepper. When we were in school, it seemed that we always had the 24-hour flu, we got it at least once a month, every month. When I started dating my future Mrs. Neutron, an United States Air Force field cook, I made a horrifying discovery, it was not the 24-hour flu, it was food poisoning. You see, mom always thawed stuff out on the counter, and would leave Sundays roast out on the counter from Thursday night. In 12 years of marriage, I've never had that type of "24 Bug" again. Mom also doesn’t own a meat thermometer; so most meat is cooked to death. Needless to say, mom comes here for SUnday Dinner, and when we vist her, we "Spring" for take out.
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