After I made an awesome gluten-free dinner, with lemon roasted chicken and yukon gold potatoes. Jonathan's observation...
"Shel? It tastes really good, but next time can you make it without the pine needles?"
"Pine needles?"
"Yeah, all over the chicken."
"You mean the rosemary?"
At the Mariners game, right after the guys behind us won tickets to a concert...only my mom could say these words...
"Congratulations! You just won tickets to the Food Fighters!"
Turning to me, "Who are the Food Fighters?"
Last night...
"My wife! Put on your fancy clothes! We're going to Wal-Mart!"
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Jonathan please tell me you really did not think it was pine needles.
No I thought they were fir needles. Duh, we only have like 6 million fir trees around here. How many rosemary plants do you see???
hahaha - Steve hates those "pine needles" in his food too. A little too tough to chew...
Shelley, switch to dried rosemary so he will stop complaining, oh for heavens sake the woman makes you dinner, pick the pine needles out!
Love,
me again, Aunt Sue
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