Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Mysteries abound

Right at the moment the real one is:

Where does the pickle relish keep vanishing to?

2 weeks ago we bought pickle relish at the store, Himself and I. When we unloaded the rv, everything was brought in and put in the fridge. Including the relish.

It's gone. Again.

This is about the 4th time since June that a new jar of pickle relish has gone missing.

There is nothing special about the pickle relish. Nothing at all. Why would it keep disappearing?

Does somebody take it?

If so, who and why?

Do they eat it?

Are they collecting it?

Is it a plot?

Somebody tell me what is going on with the pickle relish.
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A hobby cook from the Midwest. Experiments, thoughts, new recipes, maybe even a photo or two... You noticed the pouting little girl with the words superimposed over her face? Growing up in the 60s and 70s the refrain of "there are starving children in [insert current poverty-stricken nation] that would love to have such... etc etc etc." I don't know that anyone actually believed all that but the image of a starving foreign child, holding out a bowl in hopes of being gifted with boiled tongue or green tomato pie, was pretty powerful. I do recall the kind of trouble kids would inevitably be in if they dared to say what most of us thought: "Well, then, send this stuff right on over to those poor, starving [insert country] kids." I don't usually post other people's photos, just my own. If you want to borrow or use one of my photos, I would appreciate your asking first. I usually don't mind but do hate having my work attributed to someone else. By the way, I found the photo of that pouting girl on the web with no attribution. If it's yours? We'll deal, ok? Thanks.
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