Someone I know used to eat peanut butter and syrup sandwiches. I'm not too sure on that one.

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Its great my grand mother made them with Karyo syurp and we are bringing our grandkids up with it. And I can still smell her peanut butter cookies even tho shes been gone for several years

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OMG I thought that was just a weird thing passed around in my family!! They are delicious. I can't even keep peanut butter in the house, because I know I will eventually make peanut butter and syrup sandwiches and they have to be sooooooooo fattening! lol

My favorite candy as a child was called Mint Juliep {sp?}, it was taffy and came in little, individual wrapped squares. If I close my eyes, I can almost taste it....if only they still made it

When I got older it was my grandma's homemade bread and homemade fried apple pies "sigh".

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My Grandma used to make her own sauerkraut and she would then make a sauerkraut cake to die for. Grams where are you?????

Absolutely delicious, then & now...something my wife enjoys as well, altho she turned her nose up at my suggestion that peanut butter & honey was also good, esp. the way the honey crystalizes on contact with the bread...alas, as a diabetic, I can have my fill of PB, but hold the syrup...
One thing I had a taste for as a kid that some have found odd was Orange Pez...it reminded me of the orange-flavor children's aspirin (anybody remember when parents actually gave their kids aspirin? )

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peanut butter and honey is sooooooo good. pb and cinnamon sugar is yum, too.

vanilla popsicles for me. there was this guy that sold twin-pops in halves out of a window in his garage down the street from our house, in the days when that was cool and no-one would have labeled you a pedophile just cause you sold popsicles in the summer time to kids on bikes. i had one the other day and is was nasssssssssty. maybe cause i lost the whole experience; riding my red shwinn around town, hoping to spot a dime on the ground so i could get one and go sit on the curb with my friends playing my car/your car, slurping a vanilla popsicle

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So, ya think the guy was getting off on watching little girls slurping on vanilla popsicles?




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On days when she wasn't working my mom always made us grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. They were sooo yummy in my tummy. I always remember feeling sorry for my mom becuase she would cook several of them and we would gobble them up as fast as she could cook them, never thinking about leaving one for her. She would never eat until we were all done.

Now that I have child, I understand this. She either a) had undying love for her children, which I'm sure is true or b) used that to lengthen the break she was taking from housecleaning! lol

I have tried to replicate this for my son, but somehow my sandwiches turn out slightly blacker...

OH, and I think we have the makings of a heavanly Sunday dinner! osuche's grandma brings the roast, dicksbro's grandma brings the bread and my grandma made the meanest mashed potatoes on the planet. May her mashed potates rest in peace, becuase I"m sure she isn't - she's for too nosy to be doing anything like that!