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I think if Jo from Super Nanny showed up, there would be some seriously changes and they parents would wake up and smell the roses. At times my sister and I wish to see her pop in and take charge of parents who don't care what danger they let their kids get into. 

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Oh man, knew I joined the wrong church.mechurchlady wrote:I have to figure how to get lots of food into my suitcase for the San Antonio trip. Baptist means FOOD and more FOOD. I miss my church because of the food but then they did not care about my special needs. Maybe Wombat could give me a guided tour of Texas eateries.
enchiladas, tacos, frijoles and bunless burgers, ribs and pulled pork.
Old time mid-western Lutheran here, our church meals were always loaded with mounds of lutefisk...

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So... do you eat the stuff? I know just enough about lutefisk to not have the slightest desire to even try it.JustaMouseLover wrote:Oh man, knew I joined the wrong church.
Old time mid-western Lutheran here, our church meals were always loaded with mounds of lutefisk...![]()
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Hark and ware, oh Warrior!, Weird of Sven now hear you.BRWombat wrote:So... do you eat the stuff? I know just enough about lutefisk to not have the slightest desire to even try it.
How good Lars he harried, pestered him with questions.
Late at meadhall light burned; Lars did strive to largen
belly with a bowl of boiled fish his mission.
And some chunks of chicken, cheese and bread and peasoup,
finally pounds of pancakes paired with lingon berries.
Smallish snack he snuck while woozy wife lay snoozing.
When inside there wandered forth a fellow northman.
Lars did greet him greatly for he knew the gruesome
tales of host who hasten travellers forth from doorstep.
Lars did ask his name then. "I am Sven," he mentioned.
"Sven I am," he stated. "Do you like lutefisk and yams?"
"Nay." said Lars, "though largely like I food most goodly, but
I do not like lutefisk and yams, I do not like them Sven I am."
"Ah," said Sven most sagely. "Would you eat them on a trip?
Would you eat them on your ship?"
"Nay," said Lars, "though largely like I food most goodly, but
I would not eat them on a trip.
I would not eat them on my ship.
I do not like lutefisk and yams,
I do not like them, Sven I am."
"Ah," said Sven. "Then maybe might you eat them on a raid?
Might you eat them with a maid?"
"Nay," said Lars most strongly. "Like I food most goodly, but
I would not eat them on a raid,
I would not eat them with a maid,
I would not eat them on a trip,
I would not eat them on my ship.
I do not like lutefisk and yams.
I do not like them, Sven I am."
"Hmmm," said Sven, "Good fellow,
would you eat them on the field?
Would you eat them off your shield?"
"Nay!" cried Lars most wrothly,
"Like I food most goodly, but
I would not eat them on the field,
I would not eat them off my shield,
I would not eat them on a raid,
I would not eat them with a maid,
I would not eat them on a trip,
I would not eat them on my ship.
I do not like lutefisk and yams.
I do not like them, Sven I am."
Sven then looked most crafty. He then slyly stated:
"Would you eat them served up cold?
Would you eat them if I paid you gold?"
"Well," said Lars, "since largely, Like I food most goodly...
I might like lutefisk and yams. I might like them, Sven I am."
Sven produced this Swedish yam and lutefisk sample.
Lars did test this tasty treat then longly pondered.
Stoutly Lars then stated:
"I despise lutefisk and yams.
I despise them, Sven I am.
I will not eat them served up cold,
I will not eat them if you pay me gold.
I will not eat them on the field,
I will not eat them off my shield,
I will not eat them on a raid,
I will not eat them with a maid,
I will not eat them on a trip,
And I will NOT eat them on MY ship!
I do not like lutefisk and yams,
I do not like them, Sven I am."
And he slew Sven.
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A fitting end to such an intricate poem!
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"Oh, lutefisk, Oh, lutefisk/How fragrant your aroma/Oh, lutefisk. Oh, lutefisk/You put me in a coma."
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Someone please correct me if I didn't quote properly!enchiladas, tacos, frijoles and bunless burgers, ribs and pulled pork
For mexican food in San Antonio, I found a great place near the Alamo area this last July. It is called Aldacos and is located at 100 Hoefgen Avenue. Great food and excellent service! :D:
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