Today as I was working my "9-5" job, I went to one of my regular stops. The husband and wife that own the shop also run the local food shelf. The wife asked me if I like pears; well yeah. They had two cases of fresh pears and couldn't give them away because the "poor folks" don't like them. Seems they only like processed food because they don't know how to cook. A fresh pear; you hold in one hand and eat. Seems they don't really like fresh fruit. Well this poor person had a couple during the day.
Tonight when I got home my daughter (just had jaw surgery on wednesday) wanted cheesey mashed spuds for dinner. I got out a few fresh ones I grew and made them. Really how tough is it to cook? No wonder most of these food shelf people are "slightly overweight".
Tonight when I got home my daughter (just had jaw surgery on wednesday) wanted cheesey mashed spuds for dinner. I got out a few fresh ones I grew and made them. Really how tough is it to cook? No wonder most of these food shelf people are "slightly overweight".