jmcquown wrote:

> I consider myself to be a picky eater since I don't like raw vegetables
and
> much prefer hot food. If I'm going to have a ham and cheese sandwich (for
> example) I want it served hot with melted cheese on toasted warm bread...
> the type of bread doesn't really matter. Just make it a hot sandwich,
> please
>
> My oldest brother left here this morning. He and his girlfriend came to
> pick up some furniture. The weather and other events conspired against us
> so they wound up staying here for a week. My brother will pretty much eat
> anything. His g/f is another story altogether. If she even *thinks*
> something has seasoning on it, she'll shun it. OMG, what's that green
> speck? If it has any hint of seasoning she wouldn't touch it. She won't
> eat fish or sea food, only dark meat chicken and well done beef or pork.
>
> I bent over backwards trying to accomodate her. I didn't dare sprinkle
> oregano or basil on the pizza I made (but she will eat pepperoni, and was
> snacking on braunschweiger on crackers, go figure). My brother told me
not
> to tell her I'd put any cheese other than mozzarella on the pizza. And
for
> gods sake don't buy that fresh mozz! If the cheese doesn't come shredded
in
> a bag there will be hell to pay!
>
> I made breakfast one morning last week. I like to make omelets but
> apparently that's too exotic. Okay, scrambled eggs then. I said I could
> put some cheese in the scrambled eggs; Mom made them that way for us when
we
> were kids. OH NO! Okay, I can make plain scrambled eggs. Or boiled
eggs.
> She got in a snit because I mentioned cheese and eggs in the same
sentence.
> Then she said she wanted hash browns. Hello, does this look like a
> restaurant? I didn't have any potatoes, I don't know how she expected me
to
> make hash browns. I had tater tots in the freezer, those sufficed. She
> still refused to eat any eggs, she just had tater tots. My brother and I
> had eggs, bacon *and* tater tots. <G>
>
> I did manage to make a pot of chicken & dumplings with chicken leg
quarters.
> She ate a couple of bowls of it without any complaints. I didn't tell her
> I'd added poultry seasoning to it. God forbid she knew it had sage, thyme
> and marjoram added to it. Not to mention I put some bay leaves in when I
> was boiling the chicken to make the broth.
>
> We were trying to come up with dinner ideas the other night. We'd already
> had chicken & noodles before the chicken and dumplings (she freaked out
when
> she saw specks of green in the noodles... I'd added some of Penzey's
Tuscan
> seasoning. OOOPS).
>
> Since we'd already eaten chicken a couple of times and I'm not really a
fan
> of chicken I said how about some beef? She said, "I want those instant
> [mashed] potatoes." Okay, for that we'd need some gravy. How about swiss
> steak? My brother said "YUM!" She said, "I don't like swiss steak."
Okay,
> meatloaf? No, she doesn't like meatloaf. Huh. Okay, how about pot roast
> with potatoes? She didn't want pot roast. She wanted instant potatoes!
> Lady, I'm getting really tired of your demands. You want instant
potatoes,
> buy some and knock yourself out. You have free run of the kitchen, make a
> buttload of instant potatoes. We wound up broiling steaks - hers had to
be
> well done - and I boiled new potatoes. But I didn't dare put anything
like
> parsley or dill weed on them.
>
> Thank Bast they're on their way now to TX now. They'll be dropping off
> furniture in TN at my other brothers house on the way. Now I can cook
> whatever I want to without a fear of someone freaking out about green
specks
> on their food You'd think she was 3 rather than 63.


Sounds like you two bitches were made for each other...


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Best
Greg

"The trouble with socialism is that you eventually run out of other
people's money."~~~~Margaret Thatcher