On Fri, 21 Nov 2008 10:30:00 -0600, Lou Decruss >
fired up random neurons and synapses to opine:

>That's about what we did as kids. Luckily now I can choose what I
>eat. <G> 5-6 years ago I was sick as a dog but had to finish up a job
>so I could collect my money. I hadn't eaten much in two days and was
>hungry for some comfort food like what my mom gave me as a kid. So I
>stopped on the way home and bought a loaf of wonder bread and a box of
>Cream of Wheat. Even as sick and hungry as I was it was horrible.
>But I did get some food in me to hold me over till I slept 12 hours
>and could make a good meal.

My mother fed sick kids "milk toast," which was toasted white bread
that was then buttered, sprinkled with sugar and cinnamon and had warm
milk poured over it. To this day, when I'm sick, I want milk toast. Or
brandy. Depends on the degree of sickness :-D

Terry "Squeaks" Pulliam Burd

--

"Some weasel took the cork out of my lunch!"

-- W.C. Fields

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