Re: More Food for Thought
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- Subject: Re: More Food for Thought
- From: Jesse Bell <email@example.com>
- Date: Sun, 11 Jan 2009 12:33:48 -0600
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The wishbone. We always fought over the wishbone when my grandmothers or
mother would use the whole chicken, cut up. I never fought for the legs -
didn't like dark meat. But the wishbone was the best part. Now - I buy the
boneless, skinless chicken breast...and my kids have no idea what it's like
to fight for the wishbone. Times change.....
On Sun, Jan 11, 2009 at 11:45 AM, Kitty <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
> I am sitting here eating a delightful grilled cheese sandwich. I had to use
> the heel for one side of the sandwich which I normally wouldn't use for
> grilling because it is not level as are slices. But um, yumm, that was
> This got me thinking about how kids today (from what I have heard) don't
> like bread heels. Many go so far as to insist that mom cut the crusts off.
> Strange, as I've always loved the end pieces of any bread - mmm crust has
> more texture!
> My guess is that this was subterfuge on their mom's part. I grew up having
> to fight 2 sister's for the heels and, being the youngest, rarely won. This
> was the coveted piece of bread and you couldn't go out of turn, reaching to
> the back for it. The end had to become available after the slices were
> used. Or you had to open a new loaf , which was forbidden until the
> previous loaf was finished. In the case of homemade bread, you weren't
> allowed to just turn it around and cut yourself some crust...there were
> So, as babyboomers grew up and had their own kids, they didn't mention how
> good the crust was. Instead, mom served the kids first and then took the
> heel for herself. The kids assume that mom is being dutiful to her
> children, giving them the best and eating the crummy (not crumby) stuff
> herself. Then the day comes when mom's eating a yogurt and the kids are
> getting sandwiches and there's just enough bread left, but someone has to
> take the heel. The wailing and carrying on is deafening! Hadn't they
> suffered enough when they were told they had to eat their crusts?! An END
> piece? Are you crazy? Those are for adults!
> Yeah, they are.
> The end.
> neIN, Zone 5
> ----- Original Message ----- From: "Kitty" <email@example.com>
> To: <firstname.lastname@example.org>
> Sent: Sunday, January 11, 2009 12:08 PM
> Subject: Re: [CHAT] Food for Thought... Have you seen it?
> Hi Cathy,
>> A touching story, but I have to ask...
>> Since she didn't know him, she wouldn't be expecting him, so what did it
>> matter if he was late?
>> neIN, Zone 5
>> ----- Original Message ----- From: "Catharine Carpenter" <
>> To: "Carmel Akins" <email@example.com>; "Kayla Bunger"
>> <firstname.lastname@example.org>; "Kristin Hatton" <email@example.com>;
>> Carpenter" <firstname.lastname@example.org>; <email@example.com>
>> Sent: Sunday, January 11, 2009 7:45 AM
>> Subject: [CHAT] Food for Thought... Have you seen it?
>> Received this from someone who I never expected would consider this
>>> important..... Tried to send this once. Don't think you received it .
>>> Am trying again.
>>> Cathy, west central IL, z5b
>>>> How to Dance in the Rain
>>>> It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman
>>>> arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a
>>>> hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
>>>> I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be
>>>> over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him
>>>> looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another
>>>> patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so
>>>> I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove
>>>> his sutures and redress his wound.
>>>> While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another
>>>> doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The
>>>> gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to
>>>> eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me
>>>> that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of
>>>> Alzheimer's Disease.
>>>> As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.
>>>> He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not
>>>> recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him,
>>>> 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who
>>>> you are?'
>>>> He smiled as he patted my hand and said,
>>>> 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'
>>>> I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm,
>>>> and thought,
>>>> 'That is the kind of love I want in my life.'
>>>> True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
>>>> True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and
>>>> will not be.
>>>> With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is
>>>> one that comes along that has an important message. This one I
>>>> thought I could share with you.
>>>> The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;
>>>> they just make the best of everything they have.
>>>> I hope you share this with someone you care about.
>>>> 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the
>>>> Do not worry about tomorrow,
>>>> for tomorrow will bring worries of its own.
>>>> Today's trouble is enough for today.
>>> Cathy, west central IL, z5b
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