"DINNER" ... ((FEBRUARY 2015 ))

Barbara101 wrote:How about a griddled cheese sandwich???




Me me me .. I make them with all kinds of cheese and bread.


Brie and slice of pear or apple. Brie with good ham.. Fontina.Love blue cheese on a grilled sandwich.

I bought some smoked cranberry cheddar OMG good on rye. Also smoked swiss on ham with honey mustard on great bread.Man I love love grilled sandwich..

bethk wrote:Abolutely not for me....I'm pretty sure that is one of the reasons why I cannot eat cheese today.

My grandmother (dad's mother) was a strict German catholic woman.  She was widowed in her early 50's and became "THE LAW".  All the farmland my dad farmed belonged to her and she held the purse strings very close.  

Anyway, we kids would occasionally be sent the mile down the road to her house in the summer.  IF it was a Friday, well, I was in for a gagging lunch.  She didn't ask what you would like (I would have gladly accepted a peanut butter & jelly sandwich) she made lunch.  And she usually made open-faced broiled tomato/Velveeta bread ~ nasty, mushy white bread spread with mayonnaise (we ate Miracle Whip at MY house....), then slices of garden tomatoes and all topped off with Velveeta chunks cut off that giant block of cheese.

Gaaggcckkkkk!  I don't EVER remember being able to swallow cheese without gagging.

And you sat at the table for over an hour before she finally got sick of seeing you and she told you to get up and go outside.

Barbara101 wrote:


easy everything in the fridge salad.

bethk wrote:

Barbara101 wrote:


easy everything in the fridge salad.

Wow!  Your refrigerator must look like it belongs to Old Mother Hubbard.....

bethk wrote:Oh, WOW!  It all looks great, Jimmy!  I love making the chicken that way.  I use to do that for the grandson.  I'd pre cook them and then just brown them in the toaster oven when I took them out of the freezer.  He loved that they were always available for a snack.  Since he wasn't a fruit or raw vegetable eater it was tough coming up with decent snacks for him.  He could only eat so much string cheese.  The chicken nuggets were a good alternative to sweet stuff.

Looks like your pastrami came out perfectly!  Bet that won't last long....

UNCLE JIMMY wrote:
Today it won't get touched. No meat for us today! ....Tomorrow though...watch out!

bethk wrote:

UNCLE JIMMY wrote:
Today it won't get touched. No meat for us today! ....Tomorrow though...watch out!

You could always convert to being a Lutheran during Lent....WE get to eat meat!



(OMG ~ Do NOT tell Tina I suggested that!  Just kidding....KIDDING!!!)

Haa Haa Haa... that is funny!
Mother Superior doesn't care... She said,"Tell Beth I'm Going To Heaven; because I didn't sin by eating meat on Friday!"

I remember in school at the cafeteria, they had to serve hamburgers / hot dogs to the Lutheran kids! .... while we kids had a scoop of tuna slop all wet and drippy, on a leaf of lettuce. Or a griddled cheese with Velveta and cold toast!
Now how yucky is that? .... LOL

What weird laws... Why, I wasn't allowed to play with my own cousin, because his Mom was Lutheran. Or!... I was not allowed to play with this kid John, because his parents were Divorced! .... We had all that crap drilled into us by the priests and the nuns! ....

bethk wrote:and you were 47 years old before anyone suggested there was even such a thing as being gay.....

my grandmother was a furious old woman.  Her only son married a Lutheran and stopped going to Mass with her, her middle daughter married a divorced man with a son from his first marriage and her youngest daughter, who never married until after she had passed on, moved out of her house and into her own apartment when she was only 36 years old.....imagine!  She blamed all the bad things that happened to any of her children to the fact they didn't follow the "rules".

OMG that is tooooo funny! LOL

My moms one sister...The one who was the elected mother when the real Mother died (from pneumonia)....always called at 1:00 PM every Sunday, and ask before she even said hello,"Did Ya Go To Church Today?".... That riled mom up to no end.
If mom said yes, her sister in a snorting voice, would say,"and what was the reading today? ?

It got to the point my mom would answer,"The reading was about Minding Your Own Business, and what the Heck business is it of yours if I went to church today?? ..... And I was sick today from listening to your crap!"

Then she hanged the phone up with a slam!

We kids would sit quietly and just snicker till snots would blow out of our noses!

Sometimes ma would say to her, "Who the (H) Died and made you the Pope?"

Bugster2 wrote:Jimmy, I just love religious bigotry. When I left the church I also lost some friends. My father thought I was a heathen. It isn't just Catholics that are this way. It happens everywhere, with every religion. In fact it can turn into a religious mania which has been defined as a mental illness.

Bugster2 wrote:Tonight will be fried fish sandwiches with homemade tartar sauce. I am not sure what I will eat since I don't like fish.
I saw where Mr. Spock died. I didn't know he was that old.
We are getting the long end of the broomstick with gasoline skyrocketing. It is now up to $3.60/gal. Some excuse about a refinery fire and labor. Right. Uh-huh.
Getting some needed rain this weekend. Snow in the mountains. Maybe it will come as low as it did in December and sprinkle us. A day ago DH and roomie were at the beach. That's California for ya.

cookingirl wrote:Jimmy, I had a tuna fish sandwich for supper..  copy cat!!! I even had the exact same brand of tuna! Genova..It was the first time trying that brand. I really like it...Had to share some with Artie, but he only eats so much. He is not a 'people' food eater. He prefers cat food....I am lucky that way!

The Genova brand is the one my grandparents and parents always bought from the Italian Importing Store.
Sometimes ma would mix it with starkist tuna; because the Genova brand was not always in the budget!

Yeah!....I could never understand why the kitties will not eat people tuna. Our two cats ae so fussy, they won't eat even shrimp or any other seafood.
Same thing with any meat raw, or cooked.

They never jump up on the counters to scrounge for anything left there.
The oldest one will sometimes jump up in front of the keurig coffee machine when I am brewing a coffee, but then jumps right back down. I don't know what it is?
I think its the sound it makes like a whistle and squirting as the coffee is pressurized out of the brewer. It must hurt her ears or something. Sometimes it scares the livin heck out of me / especially when I am half asleep first thing in the morning.