tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post195633518435978773..comments2023-05-27T07:08:35.763-07:00Comments on First Day of the Rest of My Life: Where Did he Learn to Eat Like That? Oh, From Me!Terry Castlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06629565101353628945noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-56966721434704534442010-03-18T13:03:11.316-07:002010-03-18T13:03:11.316-07:00Love the pictures. I have two of those 'hollow...Love the pictures. I have two of those 'hollow legged' boys at my table, and another on the cusp of teen years. I should get frequent shopper points at our grocery store. <br /><br />Our favorite place that started out as 'mine' is a ice cream shop in Missouri. In the little capital city of Jefferson City there is an old fashioned ice cream bar, complete with red and white striped awnings and old wooden booths that must be original to the building. It is the store front for the large dairy that supplies dairy products to the whole mid MO area so their ice cream is the freshest around. <br /><br />I grew up going there, when our youth group went to Jeff City for choir festivals or we ventured there to shop at 'the big mall'. After moving away for college and early married life we ended up there again, with kids, for nine years. Almost every day after school we dropped by Central Dairy because the kids could get small cups of ice cream, along with a flat wooden paddle for a spoon, for a quarter each. <br /><br />We moved away from MO almost a decade ago but when we went back in November for a family reunion, Central Dairy was one of the top spots the kids just HAD to go to. It warmed my heart that I had successfully passed on the tradition. :)<br /><br />Thanks for making me think of that today. <br /><br />Judy<br />justonefoot.blogspot.com<br /><br />(BTW - it doesn't seem fair that the expression 'hollow' leg implies you can eat all you want when those of us who actually have hollow legs don't have such luxuries...I'm just sayin'...)Just One Foothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14963890364029323014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-20120136891296940782010-03-18T12:33:49.274-07:002010-03-18T12:33:49.274-07:00What's the deal with adolescent boys and the h...What's the deal with adolescent boys and the hollow legs they all seem to have? My brothers are much older now, but they have maintained their insatiable appetites.<br /><br />Any chance you want to share your Russian dressing recipe with us? :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-35727855663494343892010-03-18T08:41:05.996-07:002010-03-18T08:41:05.996-07:00Jennifer here. It is so touching that your childr...Jennifer here. It is so touching that your children adore the same deli beloved by their mother and grandfather. I think the sourdough sounds like a fabulous substitute!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-15293645191014096992010-03-17T18:53:43.079-07:002010-03-17T18:53:43.079-07:00Hungry! Now I'm Hungry! My comfort food grow...Hungry! Now I'm Hungry! My comfort food growing up was an egg salad sandwich on toasted rye. YUM! i probably could have stuffed two of those down too! Sadly now, both my husband and daughter are deathly allergic to eggs so I have to eat my fave sandwich in hiding or out alone. not quite as enjoyable that way!beccahttp://www.dramaformama.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-62761324340926598062010-03-17T13:31:05.004-07:002010-03-17T13:31:05.004-07:00My most favorite dish from growing up was definite...My most favorite dish from growing up was definitely Philly Cheese Steak sandwiches. I used to pile them high with all sorts of peppers and onions and cheeses. Now I watch my ten-year-old Ethan eating finding his love for the great sandwich like I did. <br /><br />Keep posting!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-57206218102021302102010-03-17T11:07:15.490-07:002010-03-17T11:07:15.490-07:00We have quite a deli in Phoenix and I was just wat...We have quite a deli in Phoenix and I was just watching my son eating plate-sized blueberry pancakes (3 of them) the other day. When he was finished he ate half my sandwich. <br /><br />How come when girls become teenagers they suddenly have to watch their weight but boys become human garbage cans? No fair.Linda at Bar Mitzvahzillahttp://barmitzvahzilla.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-12626362972343771152010-03-17T08:57:36.668-07:002010-03-17T08:57:36.668-07:00Jesus--look at him just Going For It!! What hilari...Jesus--look at him just Going For It!! What hilarity! That is truly a formidable sandwich. My 17-year-old stepson Hoovers food in just like that.<br /><br />Favorite childhood food is hard to choose, but I think I'd have to go with tacos. Ole!TKWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16409505008377005185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-3363604521775921222010-03-17T06:11:00.482-07:002010-03-17T06:11:00.482-07:00We used to have "deli nights" just like ...We used to have "deli nights" just like that growing up! Usually when it was too hot in the summer for Mom to turn on the stove to cook. I remember these dinners as a special occasion too. <br /><br />Plus, you just described my favorite sandwich! On marble rye, of course. I couldn't get enough of them when I was pregnant. I now call it the "prego special."<br /><br />Btw, my boys eat the same way. You know they like dinner when there's complete silence. Sometimes I even remind them to breathe.<br /><br />Gosh, now I'm hungry. Thanks! Erica.Erica@PLRHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06708056443533231432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-50075268550789639932010-03-17T06:05:50.171-07:002010-03-17T06:05:50.171-07:00Oh, it does look good! One thing I miss about livi...Oh, it does look good! One thing I miss about living in New England, after growing up in the New York tri-state area, is delis. Really good Jewish delis and Italian bakeries. Nothing smells so good or has such great choices. Everything is quite "restrained" in New England. Glad to hear the traditional deli existed elsewhere.<br />Now I really want a sandwich...Maureen@IslandRoarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17183530593417498063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-43360871089325369002010-03-16T21:33:30.567-07:002010-03-16T21:33:30.567-07:00Can you have your son make one of those for me? Lo...Can you have your son make one of those for me? Looks SPECTACULAR. Keep up the terrific writing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com