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[Gerania]

Speaking of the Easter bunny, I remember going to see him at Pomeroy's. Santa was always at The Boston Store.

Last evening I made some hard cooked eggs and dyed them. They look nice in the bowl in the fridge.

[mr.magoo]

My Mom...bless her, could not cook, she could not even boil rice, odd, because my Grandmother ( her mother) could make a meal from odds and ends and it would come out absolutely Boffo.
Lucky for we 5 kids, my Dad was an excellent and innovative cook, and we all learned to cook from him and my Grand Mom.

Well, back to Mom...

she would dye Easter eggs 3-4 days ahead of Easter and leave them out and room temperature in a basket...then put them out with Easter Breakfast...pirogies, Kielbasa, Babka, kruschekis, asparagus, pickled beets and onions etc.

No one would touch the eggs as we got older because my youngest brother went to crack an egg on his plate and it exploded in a disgusting custard like mess all over his other food...it was barely cooked..
like I said, she couldn't boil rice and she certainly couldn't hard cook an egg...

She asked why none of us would eat her eggs, we told her they should be refrigerated after being cooked...

She said 'Nonesense! they are DYED...that protects them from getting germs.'

[Gerania]

Speaking of the Easter bunny, I remember going to see him at Pomeroy's. Santa was always at The Boston Store.

Last evening I made some hard cooked eggs and dyed them. They look nice in the bowl in the fridge.

[theatergypsy]

Hey, Gerania, why the double talk? Are you trying to build up your post count? Happy Easter. Happy Easter.


Those pretty eggs in the fridge, are they only for admiring or do you intend to eat them? My dtr-in-law has promised to bring me ham, roast beef, potato salad (my recipe but she made it), deviled eggs. I'm not even going to bother cooking - I'll just wait until she arrives. (She invited me to come to their house but I'm not up to it)


Did you ever "epper" with your hard-boiled eggs? The late hubs used to try to get the kids interested because he remembers "winning" eggs when he was a kid. I never saw the point but he had a deprived childhood so I guess he didn't have an unlimited supply of eggs. In my house, we had a bowl in the fridge and we were free to help ourselves when we wanted a snack.


Now back to the mystery of the difference in your current posts. What you talkin' bout Willis?

[Gerania]

Oh, mr.magoo, that's funny. We always lost an egg or two on Easter Sunday. After church, the children took turns hiding the colored eggs for the others to find. We'd eventually find it, them, when they started to smell.

[theatergypsy]

I can remember one year when I seemed to run short of Easter candy for the baskets and had to run out at the last minute.


Later that year, I was cleaning out a cupboard to make room for tins of Christmas cookies and came across the bag of Easter candy that I had stashed there so the kids wouldn't get into it. The jelly beans were okay but the chocolate was in a melted, solidified, melted, etc state. Summer temps had not been kind to the hollow bunnies. I melted it down to make nonpareils.

[mr.magoo]

Originally Posted by Gerania

Oh, mr.magoo, that's funny. We always lost an egg or two on Easter Sunday. After church, the children took turns hiding the colored eggs for the others to find. We'd eventually find it, them, when they started to smell.

another Mom Easter story:
back in the 1990s when our kids were 9-12 ish...My Mom would get those plastic eggs that split apart put 5 and 10 dollar bills plus one with a $20 in it, and hide them all over the yard in the early morning, .before we all got there....total of 150.00 ( my father would count it)

She would never let anyone help her hide the eggs, nor make a map...she insisted she would remember...but the hunt would start around 3 pm...my mother had already down about 4 Champagne and Orange juice drinks and was pretty blotto,

The most the kids ever found was 85 bucks..she could not remember where she hid the rest.

My Dad used to get so pissed at her...

They had a large Rock Garden for many years that they kept up til they got so old, they finally had to hire a gardener...

this was about 10 years after the hunts had ceased...

My brother was there one day to take Mom or Dad for an eye doctor visit when he heard a knock on the back door;
There was this Guatemalan guy with a handful of plastic eggs that he had found/ dug up in the Rock Garden..

.my brother, not wanting to embarrass my Mom, or p i s s off my Dad, put his finger to his lips and told the gardener to keep the buried treasure and anymore that he found.

[Gerania]

Originally Posted by theatergypsy

Hey, Gerania, why the double talk? Are you trying to build up your post count? Happy Easter. Happy Easter.

Those pretty eggs in the fridge, are they only for admiring or do you intend to eat them? My dtr-in-law has promised to bring me ham, roast beef, potato salad (my recipe but she made it), deviled eggs. I'm not even going to bother cooking - I'll just wait until she arrives. (She invited me to come to their house but I'm not up to it)

Did you ever "epper" with your hard-boiled eggs? The late hubs used to try to get the kids interested because he remembers "winning" eggs when he was a kid. I never saw the point but he had a deprived childhood so I guess he didn't have an unlimited supply of eggs. In my house, we had a bowl in the fridge and we were free to help ourselves when we wanted a snack.

Now back to the mystery of the difference in your current posts. What you talkin' bout Willis?

No epper egg at my house. I first learned of it from some thread on this forum.

I'm definitely going to eat the pretty eggs. I was going to make some deviled eggs earlier, but my Easter dinner has been rescheduled until tomorrow.

I asked magoo if he noticed anything because a while back in a PM exchange, I told him that I'd injured my shoulder and arm. I think he asked me a question and I told him something like the answer was too long type. While my hand and wrist are fine, getting my hand up to keyboard height and keeping it there has been difficult. I've been typing with one hand for weeks. Capitalization? Who needs that?

Cake therapy is working. What's cake therapy? That's where you're allowed to eat a small piece of cake several times a day as long as you can raise the fork to your mouth without slouching.

[mr.magoo]

oh, so sorry for not noticing Dearie, I guess I am not much of an Investigator anymore since my retirement...
I thought it had something to do with you typing your post in the 'Picture Thread' that Miz Mod put on the tippy top of the forum where the 'off topic chatting thread' was formerly located...instead of the usual 'chatting' thread'

Thought it was some kind of protest or something...

Plus, you have been remiss in keeping Dr. Magoo apprised of the progress of your wounded wing like you used to.

I am so glad you are on the mend...cake therapy sounds just Ducky...

I just polished off a piece of homemade Carrot Cake...it was yummo.

If you were a bit closer I would have driven over and dropped a righteous slab of it off for your consumption..

[mr.magoo]

Theatergypsy,
it is not 'what you talkin' about Willis?'

but more like 'wachoo talkin' 'bout Willis?'

you have become 'Terminally Whitebread After moving to Forty Fort or Kingston so many years ago.