tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637622935479864365.post-86348410741484411722007-03-17T10:38:00.000-07:002007-03-17T10:43:18.747-07:00My mother was a terrible cook for the most part. Before she had children, she said, she cooked a lot for dinner parties and my father's guests. But after us (the three monsters) she lost heart, and after my father left, she really lost heart. I used to wonder, what is there to eat if you don't eat chicken on Sunday, spaghetti on Monday, Tuna Fish Casserole on Tuesday,Dinty Moore Stew out of a can on Wednesday so Mother could go to Church (alternates were a turkey frozen dinner and chicken pot pie.) Thursday was something like chipped beef on toast, Friday fish sticks, Saturdays pork chops maybe, and then it was Sunday. When I found out there was more food in the world than that I was amazed!!nathalie dupreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13348441149818115405noreply@blogger.com