I am my father’s daughter.

Jan 2, 2010 Author: Elizabeth | Filed under: Daily, Food, Friends & Family, Photos

Nothing weird about craving a grilled peanut butter sandwich with fried bananas and just a touch of Nestle syrup, is there? I inherited my crazy food preferences from my dad, but I will say that he’d never go this far.

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4 Responses for "I am my father’s daughter."

Melessa January 3rd, 2010 at 7:08 pm 1

Wow! You make that sound good!
misti January 4th, 2010 at 6:29 pm 2

Sounds indulgently rich!
Kim January 9th, 2010 at 12:41 pm 3

Mayhaps you were craving this to prepare to honor Elvis’ birthday yesterday?
I know. I was grasping.
When we get behind closed doors… - MissWisabus.com February 8th, 2010 at 6:56 am 4

[...] canned cheese taste of a Classic Nacho and a greasy Crunchy Taco (and later, a refrigerated one, as I was taught) from Taco [...]

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Elizabeth
Writer, aspiring domestic goddess and totalitarian dictator. Taking on the world one carb-induced coma at a time.

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