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Re: More Food for Thought

We were always told that eating the crusts would make our hair curly-- which, for some reason, was supposed to be a good thing. But it wasn't until I moved away from home and began buying bread from a baker rather than from a grocer that I discovered the joys of a good, chewy crust.

On Jan 11, 2009, at 9:45 AM, Kitty 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 good.

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 rules!

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" <kmrsy@comcast.net>
To: <gardenchat@hort.net>
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" <cathycrc@comcast.net >
To: "Carmel Akins" <carmakins@hotmail.com>; "Kayla Bunger"
<kbunger@earthlink.net>; "Kristin Hatton" <mandkhatton@comcast.net>; "Cassie
Carpenter" <cassiecarpenter@gmail.com>; <gardenchat@hort.net>
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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44.99 N 123.04 W
Elevation 148'
39.9" Precipitation
Hardiness Zone 8/9
Heat Zone 5
Sunset Zone 6
Minimum 0 F [-15 C]
Maximum 102 F [39 C]

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