Marie Callender pot pies don't look bad, although I've never tried one. I've paused by the section in the grocery store and looked at them, but for some reason I've always passed them by. Does Rob like them? Jill
He does. I do, too. I've always loved commercial pot pies, from the time Swanson's had them in little aluminum mini-[censored] pans. I think it's the salt and gravy. When I was a kid, they were a treat.
I love pot pies. Marie Callender's is the best IMO. I've loved pot pies since I was a kid too. It was one of the things my mother could 'bake' <snicker> without burning.
There's a long-standing joke in my family. Mom served rolls with dinner when my brother Scott was coming over. It was always, "Oh, she's making rolls, Scott's invited." But then she'd forget to set the timer and unless prompted (usually by me) would burn the rolls. I'm not sure but I think there is something psychological behind all that 😉
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> Marie Callender pot pies don't look bad, although I've never tried > one. I've paused by the section in the grocery store and looked at > them, but for some reason I've always passed them by. Does Rob like > them? > Jill
He does. I do, too. I've always loved commercial pot pies, from the time Swanson's had them in little aluminum mini-[censored] pans. I think it's the salt and gravy. When I was a kid, they were a treat.
I love pot pies. Marie Callender's is the best IMO. I've loved pot pies since I was a kid too. It was one of the things my mother could 'bake' <snicker> without burning.
There's a long-standing joke in my family. Mom served rolls with dinner when my brother Scott was coming over. It was always, "Oh, she's making rolls, Scott's invited." But then she'd forget to set the timer and unless prompted (usually by me) would burn the rolls. I'm not sure but I think there is something psychological behind all that 😉
Jill
I remember numerous 'spats' between my late aunt and uncle regarding mashed potatoes. It seemed he loved them, but my aunt would never make them except when I came for dinner. I never did figure out what that was all about. Dee
There's a long-standing joke in my family. Mom served rolls with dinner when my brother Scott was coming over. It was always, "Oh, she's making rolls, Scott's invited." But then she'd forget to set the timer and unless prompted (usually by me) would burn the rolls. I'm not sure but I think there is something psychological behind all that 😉
Maybe she made them out of that crappy cornbread stuffing you make?
There's a long-standing joke in my family. Mom served rolls with dinner when my brother Scott was coming over. It was always, "Oh, she's making rolls, Scott's invited." But then she'd forget to set the timer and unless prompted (usually by me) would burn the rolls. I'm not sure but I think there is something psychological behind all that 😉
Maybe she made them out of that crappy cornbread stuffing you make?
nancy
ROFL, sorry, but that was a good one, Nancy! LOL - Scott EAT your heart out! LOL.
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There's a long-standing joke in my family. Mom served rolls with dinner when my brother Scott was coming over. It was always, "Oh, she's making rolls, Scott's invited." But then she'd forget to set the timer and unless prompted (usually by me) would burn the rolls. I'm not sure but I think there is something psychological behind all that 😉
Jill
I remember numerous 'spats' between my late aunt and uncle regarding mashed potatoes. It seemed he loved them, but my aunt would never make them except when I came for dinner. I never did figure out what that was all about. Dee
If you watch Marie and Frank on "Everybody Loves Raymond," it all makes sense.
Sue(tm) Lead me not into temptation... I can find it myself!
There's a long-standing joke in my family. Mom served rolls with dinner when my brother Scott was coming over. It was always, "Oh, she's making rolls, Scott's invited." But then she'd forget to set the timer and unless prompted (usually by me) would burn the rolls. I'm not sure but I think there is something psychological behind all that 😉
Maybe she made them out of that crappy cornbread stuffing you make?
nancy
ROFL, sorry, but that was a good one, Nancy! LOL - Scott EAT your heart out! LOL.
kili
And don't forget, Mom said she never *ever* tasted my cornbread stuffing! <G>
