tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post1192271790391493976..comments2024-03-15T10:40:20.085-04:00Comments on LAWN TEA: BALONEYRachelDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11204947567574886675noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-21988986393827799922017-08-19T19:52:05.224-04:002017-08-19T19:52:05.224-04:00We used to have the meat butchered and then bring ...We used to have the meat butchered and then bring it all home in galvanized wash pans to wrap and freeze. Luckily I was deemed too young to do a good job! By the time I grew up, the meat locker wrapped it! Yay!<br /><br />Gaylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08065012721158735975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-79406102694971924632017-08-13T03:02:28.163-04:002017-08-13T03:02:28.163-04:00Oh I loved this post my friend! and what I grew up...Oh I loved this post my friend! and what I grew up eating and loving---kids today won't touch alot of it!! ha ha LOL---vienna sausages (we called them "vy-eenies") with crackers and pickles. Made a great outside picnic lunch. And peanut butter and pickle sandwiches on the old fashioned soft white Wonder bread. SPAM!!---ha ha not computer related but real honest to goodness SPAM, fried up in a hot skillet and on Wonder bread with a little mustard, oh my, I LOVED IT. And yes!!---the baloney! We had it fried and on (you guessed it, lol) Wonder bread!!! And of course Daddies carried it to work in their lunch pails. We loved Pickle Loaf sandwiches with Duke's mayonnaise as well, you ever had pickle loaf?? My Daddy carried salami too!BeachGypsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02200510017404641217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-92132622480755688632017-08-09T18:09:56.628-04:002017-08-09T18:09:56.628-04:00Nothin' small pond about your mother's dau...Nothin' small pond about your mother's daughter Darling Rachel. Her maestro knife work and Mawmaw's kitchen wizardry is perhaps only exceeded by your pen.<br />All the sustenance I'd ever need is packed in your painterly prose on prized pumpkins, pigs, pickles, and pies.<br /><br />Bravo!<br /><br />**my greatest culinary endeavor is a fried baloney & cheese sammich; a spatchula's highest calling is when wielded by GSL's southpaw at the precise moment to flip sizzling Oscar Meyer thick-cut, dropping cheese slice, drop butter lathered bread, another fliperoo, and over again and BINGO...margin of error less than 3/100s of second with no casualties to dateGSLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903412564467078538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-39490094579948243362017-08-08T15:22:15.786-04:002017-08-08T15:22:15.786-04:00This was a great story. Joe loves baloney.This was a great story. Joe loves baloney.Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-86177758008733187172017-08-08T12:39:05.482-04:002017-08-08T12:39:05.482-04:00We love our bologna here in the Ozarks. I can reme...We love our bologna here in the Ozarks. I can remember having it sliced fresh at our small town grocery store. We love it fried, or served sandwich style or on crackers with cheese. This is a great story and brought back a lot of memories for me. Thank you for sharing!Jackie Seehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01187407666309898021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574003980721581984.post-38602521826006350392017-08-08T11:17:33.503-04:002017-08-08T11:17:33.503-04:00No baloney Rachel. I've tasted it, but I know...No baloney Rachel. I've tasted it, but I know what's in it. Everything but the oink.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.com