A family member posted a recipe today for a Pinapple pie. The recipe was listed as being “Johnny Cash’s Mother’s Recipe.”
Why would this make the pie any better? As far as I know, Johnny Cash’s mother was not a famous cook. Also, Johnny Cash did not always look the picture of great health or “fun” eating. Just saying.
Sometimes when I sit on the subway with my headphones blasting music, I hear a mumble of the driver announcing something from the speakers. Everyone looks around and then we continue. By the time I take off my headphones the announcement is over.
It’s these times when I wonder what I missed :
“Ladies and gentlemen. All passengers exiting at the next station will receive pie.”
“Fellow passengers, keep your eye out for Texans. They walk among us.”
Breakfast this morning was pumpkin muffins, pie and …. a carrot – because you need something healthy. Do my kids even realize how lucky they are to have an American mom that considers leftover pie and cake to be breakfast foods? They’d rather have grapefruit and oatmeal. Kids don’t know what they’re missing.
Today will be day 3 of Thanksgiving leftovers. (We celebrated on Saturday.) I feel that I may soon turn into a combination of sweet potatoes and green bean casserole. I’ve forgotten if other food exists. Maybe I’ll venture out to the grocery store today and see if people eat other things. I have no memory of food before. I know there are such things as pie, but that’s as far as I stretch. I’ve been hearing of something called salad. It rings a bell. I wonder if my body can take it. I shall experiment tonight – after my green bean and sweet potato lunch.