My favorite sandwich is bread, mayo, pickles and lays potato chips.

I like to mash up fritos on my turkey sammies.

one plain untoasted bagel. Spread both sides with real butter. Empty a small bag of Wise BarBQ potato chips onto one side of bagel, take the other side and SMASH. cut in half. eat.

that is all.

OMG I'm hungry

I combine so many things- foods, herbs, spices, etc and most of the time I pile everything on top of each in a bowl and eat it together. I love mixing cold salad with warm food.

I like cheese with crackers or bread. no mustard.

It drive me fucking crazy when people use the last of the toilet paper and don't put another roll on.

If you open, borrow or move something put it back where it belongs. This drives me crazy. Major pet peeve.

I have a bad knee and going downstairs hurts worse then going up. I always have to ask someone to carry the simplest things in case it goes out and I fall.

I hate laundry. I don't care how it gets done. I hate housework but I do it because I have to.

Don't ever give me a bad cup of coffee or coffee made wrong in the morning. Bitchtilla will arrive and give you a coffee enema.

If I get a coffee enema then I pray I am not the person who didn't refill the tp roll.

sachita just skeered me. :rudreindeer:

Lima beans are God's second biggest mistake. The biggest is avocado.

Does this mean you wouldn't like it if I gave you an avocado from My tree? How about guacamole?

Ewwww. No. I would not like anything from your guacamole tree.
Nasty. You KNOW better.

Cynthia eats certain foods seasonally. No macaroni and potato salad or hot dogs in winter. Ever. Under no condition can this be changed.

Soup, spaghetti, roast beef? Winter food.

Who knew food was seasonal? I assume it is from the seasons being more pronounced up North?

Certain foods must be eaten for a holiday to count. Easter is scalloped potatoes and ham. Period. It is a life or death thing.

Tune fish sandwiches must be eaten with tomato soup. No other way.

Me? I just like my chicken really well done and no cheese on my sandwiches or burgers. Especially melted cheese.

Chicken on the bone which is not really well done makes me recoil in nausea.

And none of my bath towels match.

Tell me...do you comb the fringe on your rugs too?

I grew up in a house where we ate the same things every night of the week. Every Tuesday was meatloaf. To this day, I won't eat meatloaf. Ever.

My mom describes me as "the child who pulled in the other direction." And she blames my father, who was a total hellraiser and rebel, and still is.

Actually, it is not about whether or not mustard touches cheese or meat or whatever. It is about how mustard should go between the meats/cheeses and never on the bread to begin with. It soaks into the bread and then you can't taste it.

P.S. So, Gemme, when did mayo vs. miracle whip become such a nonchalant thing? Wasn't it life or death just a few months ago? :eyebrow:

This would never happen in my house..... :blink:

...mostly because the collie will pick it up, carry it around, and try to give it to everyone. Just sayin' :doghead: