Yesterday, I made a delicious bison/vegetable stew for supper (dinner). As I was serving the youngest Miss Pinkerton, I said, "You don't like beets, do you?"
"I like them," she assured me. So I placed one on her plate.
"I just don't eat them," she added.
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Makes perfect sense. If you eat it, it's not there for you to like anymore.
ReplyDeleteMrs. Pinkerton, you should get some plates like Mrs. Beazly has, with the vegetables printed right on the plates, then everyone would always have vegetables. The vegetables don't ever go bad and you don't have to keep buying new ones.
ReplyDeleteha ha, that's a good one, Mrs. Jones. I could also get Mr. Pinkerton a plate with a picture of meat on it, and then I would not have to cook the stuff every day.
ReplyDeleteBest of all, just get a cardboard cut out of Julia Child and prop it up in your kitchen.
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