Ha! John !!! That made me laugh! I swear on my life the kids are
trying to kill me!
It's always best to eat after they have finished the meal! : ) I am
kidding, but on the other hand, I'm not....never know when the kids to
decide to get rid of granny! Lordy, being a grandma & 46 ain't easy...
I still have part of my faculties!!!!!!!!!!
julie in utah---some blue sky today...the first breakthough in a
loooong time.....I may survive.
John Mertus wrote:
Hahahaha ahahaha ahehehehehahaha haa aa ... OMG this
wasn't serious about the food poisoning was it???
A
--- Joanne Lyons
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My grandfather refused to go mushroom picking with one of his brothers
and his brother's wife. He swore that they didn't know what they were
doing and always got the wrong ones.
The brother's wife swore that the way to tell "good" mushrooms from the
"bad" mushrooms was to boil them with a silver spoon in the pot. Whether
the spoon turned black or not was the proof. No one else in the family
bothered to learn her helpful hint because her family always spent so
much time in the hospital being treated for food poisoning!
Jo
NJ
Anji Henderson wrote:
Oh, yeeaahhhhh. I don't remember if she was one of the Aunt Annies or
one of the Aunt Marys..... Aunt Mary, I think, but she couldn't cook or
can to save her life. That's literal, not figurative!
She was very big hearted and bestowed her canned goods on all visitors.
My mother's family had to cart them all back to their own house by
trolley, dump 'em, wash the jars and take them back on the next visit by
trolley.
The tops bulged out sometimes on the jars! She just never quite got the
knack of it, but somehow her family survived.
Musta had their guardian angels on double overtime!
Jo
That's not a good way to tell whether mushrooms are edible, obviously. You
have to learn your fungi, but you can make it easy on yourself by just
learning the "foolproof four" and picking no others. Margaret L
