Omg, corned beef hash! Once, when we were very small, a stray doggie found his way to our door step and my mother, making do with what she had, feed him a can of the stuff. Cut to a month later, in quite The Great Santini moment, as we found some on our dinner plates and she found herself with 4 children in hysterics cuz their mother was feeding them dog food. Remember it like it was yesterday...It's NOT dog food, I just FED it to the dog. We weren't buying it and thus the Baltimore love of corned beef hash was erased from the family blood line in one fell swoop...XXOO
Summer is a verb sparked a family memory ! My father was in charge of feeding my twin brothers & me dinner while my baby brother was being born. Some ( nice?) neighbor thought 3 bean salad would be a great meal for 3 little ones. We asked my dad what kind of beans the white ones were, wax beans. We all cried , thinking he was trying to poison us with candles, Ha!
I simply adore the American flag and I am constantly inspired by my surroundings. I love wearing anything with ruffles. I have a special place in my heart for animals and the water. I cherish photography and sculpture. I believe in fate. Summer is my favorite time of year. I like smelling cinnamon buns. I can’t live without back-rubs, online shopping, heating blankets, pink nail polish, plaid and hydrangeas. I get excited before a storm. There should be more random acts of kindness. I love antiques and decorating. I mostly wear flats. Anything seersucker is adorable. I will never get sick of eating tomato mozzarella. The best thing about the beach is outdoor showers and eating candy. All pools should be heated. -EAS
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Omg, corned beef hash! Once, when we were very small, a stray doggie found his way to our door step and my mother, making do with what she had, feed him a can of the stuff. Cut to a month later, in quite The Great Santini moment, as we found some on our dinner plates and she found herself with 4 children in hysterics cuz their mother was feeding them dog food. Remember it like it was yesterday...It's NOT dog food, I just FED it to the dog. We weren't buying it and thus the Baltimore love of corned beef hash was erased from the family blood line in one fell swoop...XXOO
Summer is a verb sparked a family memory ! My father was in charge of feeding my twin brothers & me dinner while my baby brother was being born. Some ( nice?) neighbor thought 3 bean salad would be a great meal for 3 little ones. We asked my dad what kind of beans the white ones were, wax beans. We all cried , thinking he was trying to poison us with candles, Ha!
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