Your memory deceives you, Fred. By the time I had realized my cookie/Spam error, I had drawn a crowd.
I've been kinda off Peanutbutter Patties since then.
The eggs, on the other hand, were marvy. After making some pumpkin-pecan bread, I had leftover pumpkin, so I turned it into a kind of custard, by mixing in egg substitute, honey, cloves, and cinnamon, and pushing it around a skillet until it started looking more like food than ingredients.
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4 Comments:
I am reminded
of Spam atop small cookies.
Your taste is suspect.
Good point.
Were they any good? You at least had the good sense to spit the cookie out.
Your memory deceives you, Fred. By the time I had realized my cookie/Spam error, I had drawn a crowd.
I've been kinda off Peanutbutter Patties since then.
The eggs, on the other hand, were marvy. After making some pumpkin-pecan bread, I had leftover pumpkin, so I turned it into a kind of custard, by mixing in egg substitute, honey, cloves, and cinnamon, and pushing it around a skillet until it started looking more like food than ingredients.
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