An Awkward Typo

Handy messaged both me and Frank and made a rather awkward typo. 

No, Just No

My local grocery store sells many Scandinavian specialties. We just bought some lingonberries to serve with the next batch of Swedish meatballs 

But this. There is no way. It's an atrocity. 

Allergic to Life?

People complain about seasonal allergies and I tell them I must just be allergic to life in general because I am constantly either congested or dripping. It must be a family thing. I remember my mother and two aunts always having tissues stuffed up their sleeves and down their bras. I consider myself very lucky to wear pants with pockets!

This art piece made me laugh.

 

Photo from Student Spotlight: Tissue Box Explorations on The Dieline.

Gato Cubano

Cuban sandwich? With pork AND ham? I'm your man cat! 

Wait, what's wrong with this picture? I don't have opposable thumbs!

Ok, I'll accept this small portion. (He already had bits from someone else.)

Family Heirloom

My vintage egg slicer was languishing in the back of the utensil drawer. 

But then I boiled a dozen eggs and never got around to making the deviled eggs I had planned. So we've been having sliced egg garnish on many things. 

  

Useful again!