Me (while eating a stalk of rhubarb with sugar): “This is so tasty!
Emily: “….no, it’s not.”
Me: “Oh, c’mon. They ate it during the Gold Rush.” 7 more words
We have a friend that stops by once a week with vegetables, bread and buckets of different food items they get from some food place. She has a large family of I think 12 children and it’s too much food for them, so she passes it along to us and we pass along to a cousin so it’s a LOT OF FOOD, that would other wise get tossed out… 406 more words
Rather pleased with this little lot, but I did have to endure the Mad Trolley Lady being glued to my side. Today she really stank to high heaven, so I hid my face in my coat and tried to turn my head away from her and then the cheeky mare started waving her hand under her nose try to make out it was me that smelt!