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Send your husband to the store...
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 10:59 pm
by Audrey
For lettuce and he will bring you home a nice head of cabbage...
MMMMMMMMMMM
Bacon, cabbage and tomato sandwiches!
(Actually-- you send him BACK to the store and make some cole slaw with the cabbage!)
Gotta love 'em!
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 12:21 am
by Kat
Our mom would send our dad to the store for something and he'd come back just so pleased he had found those little franks in a can that he hadn't seen or had in ages. (I wonder why?)
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 1:38 am
by doug65oh
Hmmm... Interesting, Kat. Not sure if this quite fits the situation - but then again it just might. Take a look at:
http://www.pittsburghlive.com/x/tribune ... 84257.html
(I like Vienna Sausages sometimes myself!)

Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 5:19 am
by Kat
I stopped concentrating on what I was reading after the guy stepped on the human head.
No disrespect - but why am I reading this?
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 8:45 am
by Harry
Good one, Thane!
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 9:59 am
by Haulover
Audrey:
why didn't you explain that a head of lettuce would feel lighter than a head of cabbage in the first place?
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 10:54 am
by Audrey
Eugene... My mistake was telling him to get a nice "firm" head of lettuce! He was mighty proud of that cabbage (when he thought it was lettuce!)
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 12:26 pm
by Edisto
When my mother would send my Dad to the store for a specific item, he would return with that item plus several tins of sardines. Nobody at our house (including my Dad) was especially fond of sardines, but we were always well supplied with them. Luckily our cats appreciated the occasional sardine.
I read that WWII article. Long-winded old codgers, aren't they? It's interesting that the article's author (Himler) almost has the same name (Himmler) as one of our most notorious adversaries in that war.
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 12:49 pm
by doug65oh
"- but why am I reading this?"
This might explain, Kat - from further down, near the end:
"The weather broke in time for the G.I.s to enjoy a turkey dinner at Christmas. Until then, Flick and his fellow soldiers existed mostly on crackers, chewing gum, cheese and the occasional bouillon cube for making broth in their K-rations.
Tank crews feasted on C-rations, which included jelly and Vienna Sausages...."
Some of the
only people I've ever heard of or known who'd react to a can of Vienna Sausages as you suggest your father did were veterans of either World War II or the Korean conflict.

Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 2:34 am
by Kat
I figured there was a Vienna Sausage in there somewhere but I couldn't wade through all that to get to it!
Sorry.
Thanks for the shortened version.
My dad also brought home tinned things like sardines or clams in weird yellow oil. He always acted like he had trekked to the moon to find such a delicacy!
Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 2:58 am
by doug65oh
Oh...one of those '32 blocks (on foot, mind you) thru ice and snow...left my boots ta home'??

Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 7:38 pm
by Kat
No actually he never pulled that "walked to school in 3 feet of snow every day" type thing with us.
It was more like finding such *delicacies* was a big deal- I guess he used to like stuff like that but never saw them in our pantry after marriage and kids. He didn't know they still existed at the grocery store.

Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 10:52 pm
by Audrey
Thayne LOVES those dreadful Hostes Fuit Pies... He buys them every time he goes to the store and then complains that I let the kids "eat them all up" before he got one....
I wish he wouldn't even buy the things!
Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 3:18 am
by Susan

I love it! My fiance horrified me last weekend by saying he had a craving for breakfast and then produced what it was; a box of Lucky Charms cereal. I had a bowl of it to be supportive, but, quickly felt nauseated from all the sugar, bleah! I'm always amazed by the food choices of guys and how they can eat it and get away with it.
Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 8:06 pm
by nbcatlover
Forget about the husbands!
I went out for cat food today, and I came back with Hershey's S'mores. This is not good for someone who is trying to lose at least a pound a week til Christmas!!!
Bad Purr-ington! Bad!
Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 10:54 pm
by Audrey
Edisto @ Wed Aug 31, 2005 11:26 am wrote:When my mother would send my Dad to the store for a specific item, he would return with that item plus several tins of sardines. Nobody at our house (including my Dad) was especially fond of sardines, but we were always well supplied with them. Luckily our cats appreciated the occasional sardine.
I read that WWII article. Long-winded old codgers, aren't they? It's interesting that the article's author (Himler) almost has the same name (Himmler) as one of our most notorious adversaries in that war.
My late father in law had some rather "old fashioned" ideas about the roles of husbands and wives... He always insisted my darling MIL prepare him 3 meals a day... One time my sister in law and I called her to go shopping with us-- and we would be gone over lunch time. We asked her (once we were on the way) what she planned to do for his lunch and she told us she set a can of sardines on the table.... We laughed and laughed about it. That year-- one of her stocking stuffers was a can of sardines mounted in a shadow box, under glass with a little hammer and a sign reading "In case of shopping emergency, break glass". She still has it hanging by her back door!
Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 6:50 pm
by 1bigsteve
Audrey @ Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:52 pm wrote:Thayne LOVES those dreadful Hostes Fuit Pies... He buys them every time he goes to the store and then complains that I let the kids "eat them all up" before he got one....
I wish he wouldn't even buy the things!
My dad loved those Hostess pies. Had one a day for years and now he is a diabetic. Real bright boy!
-1bigsteve (o: