Yep, it's STILL supper to me...
As it should be.
dear sweet one - i am trying very hard to imagine why it was called "the Lord's last supper"??? can you help me here?ya, it was dinner followed by supper when i grew up too. dinner today was a delicious quinoa salad, supper tonight is going to be a chilled vietnamese soup filled with fresh herbs - can't wait!your friend,kymber
Now kymber you surprise me...didn't you know our Lord was Southern. Why do you think they call this the Bible belt. Chilled Vietnamese soup...hum, ah, ya'll out of fire up there....
mother of all that is holy - i thought he was jewish! i guess the canadian education system is worse than i thought!sorry hon. i can't make heads or tails out of your second paragraph. is it southern speak?lots of love always. love these little banters. but no, seriously, what the hell does your second paragraph mean?
kymber, kymber, kymber....my sweet and lovely friend. Yes, our Lord was Jewish, but a Southern Jew. Heck, he rode with us during the war of Northern Aggression. (What ya'll Yankees termed the Civil War.) If memory serves he was born in Georgia....I said, in my second paragraph - slap the soup on the stove.
ahhhh...it's all starting to make sense now, captain. sorry 'bout that.ack. chilled vietnamese soup ain't cooked...it's chilled. like as in chilled. dang southerners.
LoL! Can you just do a segment of you two "bantering" back and forth? This is great!
Silly Canadians, don't even know how to warm the cold soup....OJD, she's a hoot, isn't she. Thanks for the visit. Nice to see 'ya.
bahahahahah! OJD yer awesome!
Still "supper" or "supper time" up here in the mountains.
Harry, my friend, never change. Thanks.
Supper for us too. Your's looks to be Sunday Roast. Ours will be Justin's spaghetti.
Ah, yes, a fine meal. Correct, its a beef roast prepared my way with a roue slowly braised for hours. When finished it has a kick... Thanks, my sweet friend.
Supper...dinner...it's always RAMEN where I'm at. Well, 'til the Wifey gets over here with me.
I've eaten my share...I'd drain the water and sprinkle the spice pack over the noodles. Enhanced the favor. Thanks, my friend.
Where's the garlic????
Trust me, the garlic was present, along with little butter potatoes. My butcher block will only hold so much....thanks, my lovely friend.