As a child in the 1950’s, this was a major family diversion, even though everyone hid one piece to try to be the “finisher”. Dad made a plywood cover for the card table, and at bedtime would put it under the sofa until the next night.
Time to make a decision, Norman.
He’s certainly criminally stupid.
Are you kidding, Frazz? Ice cream is the perfect cold-weather food; it evens out one’s insides with the outside. Mmmmmmm, good!
My tough old grandpa knew and recited the entire poem once to all of us kids. It surprised the heck out of me that he enjoyed poetry.
I want those!
Good idea, Kenny. Start with the basics.
Welcome to cooking. Even with recipes, sometimes things just don’t work out. Also, learn to clean up as you go.
Why Crunchy? He could change his name to Worthington. Or they could both keep their own surnames.
My absolute favorite is sheepherder’s bread, properly stale.