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JenniferS

When you're the leader, you don't have to follow.
I get a kick out of some real old people who pick out real obscure candy that is a long time favorite of theirs to hand out at Halloween. One 90 year old lady down the road always had polish candy, hard candy with some fruit goo in the center. She paid a mint for the this stuff being an import so the kids would have a special treat. Little did she know the kids were not amused, she never had kids.
:( That makes me feel sad for some reason.
 

StarWarsGirl

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JenniferS

When you're the leader, you don't have to follow.
I love molasses! It's not all that popular anymore. My grandmother came from the old country (Ireland) and she used to put some on a slice of bread and give it to us as a treat. I kinda liked that as a kid, but I far preferred it "straight up" right out of the bottle! :happy:
Ya wanna know what Canadians use molasses for?
Enemas. I kid you not.

When my dad was in the hospital, I had to put something in the ward fridge, and it was 3/4 full of cartons of molasses. The nurse told me that when mixed with warm milk, it would clear out even the most stubborn case of constipation. They called it a Brown Cow Enema.

Truth be told, I didn't believe it; but Google backed her up. No pun intended.
 

donaldtoo

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I love molasses! It's not all that popular anymore. My grandmother came from the old country (Ireland) and she used to put some on a slice of bread and give it to us as a treat. I kinda liked that as a kid, but I far preferred it "straight up" right out of the bottle! :happy:

Yep, the fresh stuff we made that summer vacation was amazing! :hungry:
I don't remember exactly, but, I think it was about 2 acres worth of sugar cane that my grandfather grew along one strip of land mixed in with his regular crops.
Over the course of a few days, we hand-stripped all the leaves, cut the stalks with sickles, and then loaded them on two trailers. We then hauled them to the press. Back in the older days, a mule walking in a circle turned the press. By this time it was powered by a gasoline engine. The cane was squeezed by the press and ran directly into a wood-fired vat, were it cooked down until it was done.
So cool, and so much fun...! :)
 

JenniferS

When you're the leader, you don't have to follow.
You did everything correctly, in this day and age.

I guess where I grew up, we must have been lucky. Most people would give us candy bars, but we also went to a house where the people gave out pop corn, that was still warm from their popper with butter on top :hungry:. Another house served us scoops of ice cream in small cups. The father in another house worked at the big wholesale fruit exchange in Boston, and he'd bring home cases of apples, so we'd all grab an apple from that house. Other people would give us small bags of mixed candy with "loose" candy corn, hard candies, and licorice sticks. None of the above ever had anything wrong with it, and we never gave it a second thought. Sigh . . . memories.
That sounds like my childhood. Back when everyone knew their neighbours.
 

FutureCEO

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Do you want to build a snowman?
Come on, let's go and play!
I never see you anymore.
Come out the door,
It's like you've gone away!


Disney's gone to much on the Frozen fad/new Lion King/cultural phenomenon but winter is when it should be there. All I know when the new ride is in Norway, I'll go on it once with my Orange Grand Marnier. The demise of Epcot is better with a drink.
 

Cesar R M

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I had a rule that any candy collected could not be eaten until I looked at it. Easier said than done when I walked with them when they were smaller. I showed them how to determine safe candy (air in the chocolate packing) so if they opted to ignore my rule they would know what to look for.

When I was small there was the razor blades in apple thing and drug laced candy, most of which was debunked just like the kiddie tattoos that had drugs laced into them. My folks nor I ever let the kids have anything that was homemade or not commercially packaged.

I sorted their candy by what I could identify as commercial wrapping not being compromised. Anything with the tiniest tear tossed. Then I let them pick out what they would not eat and either took it to work or DH took it to work. To pass out candy I only buy stuff that we will eat the left overs. :hungry:
a very smart thing to do. as they are very nasty teenager "jokers" who have poisoned, or even put metal things in the candy just to hurt kids.
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
:( That makes me feel sad for some reason.
She never knew.

I miss her. She cared for a man in that home that never married. When he passed he left her all he had including the home, car and money. She never married. She had one sister still up in MN just as old and ill as her. Matter of who died first. Our old lady won. She inherited the the family estate her sister lived on, they each had half to start.

She made my friend her power of attorney as she struggled with dementia. My friend hired a sweet polish lady as her live in caregiver. When she passed my friend found out her estate had been left to her years and years ago when my friend would just take her shopping and to doctor appointment, bring over for holidays and birthdays. My friend gave the caregiver money to return to Poland (she wasn't young either) and enough money to build an inlaw suite onto her DD house in Poland for her remaining years too. The house has been kept up and nobody lives there. My friend can't seem to sell it. I plant flowers in the spring 'cause the old lady loved them. She loved Walt and we'd stop to visit almost every day. Hi, is he a boy or a girl? Boy. What is her name. Walter. She'd pet him and ask if it was a boy or a girl? Name and repeat. After a dozen or so rounds of the same questions I'd go on home, till the next morning. I always sat on the same little upholstered stool. My friend gave it to me as a memory.
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
Ya wanna know what Canadians use molasses for?
Enemas. I kid you not.

When my dad was in the hospital, I had to put something in the ward fridge, and it was 3/4 full of cartons of molasses. The nurse told me that when mixed with warm milk, it would clear out even the most stubborn case of constipation. They called it a Brown Cow Enema.

Truth be told, I didn't believe it; but Google backed her up. No pun intended.

Poor Minnie, she'll never be able to look at Molasses the same way again.
 

seahawk7

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I was finger printed when I was 20 for the Securities exchange. Don't know if I am in the system, it was the long before computers. I was called back twice because they didn't like the prints they took, not like I did it. So I went originally, went back for the reprint, never went back the 3rd time. Never heard from them again.
Maybe they needed you to clone your fingerprints. Somewhere out there is an identical you on some similar forum saying things you will later be held accountable for. Or maybe not.
 

seahawk7

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Well that is annoying. It doesn't take much to turn some interviewers off and one just never knows what that will be, it doesn't have to be something one says either, it can be clothing, grooming choices, piercing, hair color, finger nails, tattoos, mannerisms, so many quirky things that have nothing to do with what you bring to the table.
Thank god I got hired back when they didn't care!
 

seahawk7

Well-Known Member
I had a rule that any candy collected could not be eaten until I looked at it. Easier said than done when I walked with them when they were smaller. I showed them how to determine safe candy (air in the chocolate packing) so if they opted to ignore my rule they would know what to look for.

When I was small there was the razor blades in apple thing and drug laced candy, most of which was debunked just like the kiddie tattoos that had drugs laced into them. My folks nor I ever let the kids have anything that was homemade or not commercially packaged.

I sorted their candy by what I could identify as commercial wrapping not being compromised. Anything with the tiniest tear tossed. Then I let them pick out what they would not eat and either took it to work or DH took it to work. To pass out candy I only buy stuff that we will eat the left overs. :hungry:
That's why I like the MNSSHP. I can trust Disney's candy no?
 

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