Family codes and rituals
Freddy Woo writes, "as a child we used to have a 'whoever cuts doesn't choose the slice' rule with cake. It worked brilliantly, but it's left me completely anal about dividing up food - my wife just takes the piss as I ritually compare all the slice sizes."
What codes and rituals does your family have?
( , Thu 20 Nov 2008, 18:05)
Freddy Woo writes, "as a child we used to have a 'whoever cuts doesn't choose the slice' rule with cake. It worked brilliantly, but it's left me completely anal about dividing up food - my wife just takes the piss as I ritually compare all the slice sizes."
What codes and rituals does your family have?
( , Thu 20 Nov 2008, 18:05)
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Butter? Butter?
Luxury!
What my siblings and I were taught to call 'butter' was in fact Echo or Stork hard margarine.
What a horrible, horrible thing it was to have a chunk of that in your gob.
In fact, I eventually learned to sneak a sharp knife out of the drawer and slice the stuff in rectangles to fit the bread.
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 13:56, 1 reply)
Luxury!
What my siblings and I were taught to call 'butter' was in fact Echo or Stork hard margarine.
What a horrible, horrible thing it was to have a chunk of that in your gob.
In fact, I eventually learned to sneak a sharp knife out of the drawer and slice the stuff in rectangles to fit the bread.
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 13:56, 1 reply)
Margarine?!
We used to DREAM of having margarine! All we had was a dead rat on a stick!
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 17:24, closed)
We used to DREAM of having margarine! All we had was a dead rat on a stick!
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 17:24, closed)
Dead rat on a stick?
You wer luuuky.
All we 'ad was a stick. An it wern't so much a stick as a twig really or more like a stalk actually.
But then we couldn't tell stalk from butter so that was OK.
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 20:59, closed)
You wer luuuky.
All we 'ad was a stick. An it wern't so much a stick as a twig really or more like a stalk actually.
But then we couldn't tell stalk from butter so that was OK.
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 20:59, closed)
Bah Humbug
I got a real one:Until I moved out, only my dad was allowed to have butter-the rest of us, including my mom had to eat oleo.
Now my household goes through a pound of butter in 3 weeks. Of course, half of us are big fat Americans....
( , Wed 26 Nov 2008, 0:31, closed)
I got a real one:Until I moved out, only my dad was allowed to have butter-the rest of us, including my mom had to eat oleo.
Now my household goes through a pound of butter in 3 weeks. Of course, half of us are big fat Americans....
( , Wed 26 Nov 2008, 0:31, closed)
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