Years ago when I was just a kid I was curious or interested in everything around me that was going on. One day my dad was digging up the old red clay sewer line to the septic tank. It had a few 90's in the line. Well I watched till he was done for the day. The next day I told mom I wanted some soup with the little sewer pipe noodles in it. She looked at me and didn't know what the heck I was talking about. Well I know now that they're called elbow noodles. We were all kids once!!
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Nancy Howell
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There"s an east Texas sausage called Pittsburg Hot Links. They really do look like poop. Tried them one time and that was once too much!
I was about 4 years old when my dad pulled the propane truck out whenr it spun out after loading our bulk tank. I thought it was the coolest thing I'd ever seen (at 4 it probably was). The next time we had propane delivered (it was dry) I hooked my peddle tractor to the front of the truck with some twine string and tried to repeat the scene. Thank God I lost interest when I couldn't make the truck move.
The driver hopped in the cab and promptly drove over the tractor crushing it to bits.
God looks out for little children and drunks.
The driver hopped in the cab and promptly drove over the tractor crushing it to bits.
God looks out for little children and drunks.
pete black
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i watched as the neighbor dug up his old stopped up clay pipe line to the sewer. the pipe was the old jointed kind as as he pulled up a section a used condom fell out of it. being a kid of 11 or 12 i yelled out " look, there's a balloon". let's see; that was 50+ years ago.
John Diercks
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First day in NYC after moving from Greenville S.C. and told my Mom I had found the Underground Railroad! (6 years old at the time).
My scars are all healed up well, I've been walking around inside the house last couple of days without my boot. I get around better with it on though. The boot is really a ball and chain after these 6 weeks. I'm ready to shed it for a smaller one. I go to the doc tomorrow. The foot still swells during the day. I'll post some pictures later today.
Funny - that reminds me...
when I was a kid some neighbors were blasting rocks - and my brothers and I became fascinated with dynamite.
Used to pretend our kraft macaroni and cheese was little sticks of dynamite - and you'd have to eat it off your fork before it blew up.
think I was about 4
when I was a kid some neighbors were blasting rocks - and my brothers and I became fascinated with dynamite.
Used to pretend our kraft macaroni and cheese was little sticks of dynamite - and you'd have to eat it off your fork before it blew up.
think I was about 4
Nancy Howell
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Beyond disgusting!!!!
My mom told me that when I was 2 years old, I talked another 2 year old boy into helping me get the wagon upstairs in our old farm house. Then we got in and rode it down the stairs.
We did okay until we got to the landing half way down and couln't make the 90 degree turn. I didn't get hurt but the other kid had a split lip - they wouldn't let us play together after that.
When I was about 4, I went to Dad's old shop when no one was around. I found a full squirt oil can and proceeded to oil the walls inside the shop.
I don't remember doing any of that, but I heard the stories so often it must have been real.
We did okay until we got to the landing half way down and couln't make the 90 degree turn. I didn't get hurt but the other kid had a split lip - they wouldn't let us play together after that.
When I was about 4, I went to Dad's old shop when no one was around. I found a full squirt oil can and proceeded to oil the walls inside the shop.
I don't remember doing any of that, but I heard the stories so often it must have been real.
James Howell
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Now there"s some good eating.
Back in the day when working at the steel mill, the foreman I worked with was from Pittsburg, TX.
On occasion he would bring hotlinks to work and share them.
Their homemade hot sauce is really hot.
In the old days the restaurant in Pittsburg, TX had table counters mounted on the wall with bar stools and some tables and chairs.
The hotlinks were served on butcher paper and the crackers were served in a bowl.
Guess I"ll have to "sneak" over to Pittsburg this week and dine on some of that fine NE Texas cuisine.
Thanks for sharing your photos with us.
Back in the day when working at the steel mill, the foreman I worked with was from Pittsburg, TX.
On occasion he would bring hotlinks to work and share them.
Their homemade hot sauce is really hot.
In the old days the restaurant in Pittsburg, TX had table counters mounted on the wall with bar stools and some tables and chairs.
The hotlinks were served on butcher paper and the crackers were served in a bowl.
Guess I"ll have to "sneak" over to Pittsburg this week and dine on some of that fine NE Texas cuisine.
Thanks for sharing your photos with us.
When I was about 4yrs old, I had a pedal tractor and after watching my Dad do some rolling, I wanted a roller also. I found a suitable round empty 5 gallon oil drum and begged both my Uncle and my Dad to drill a hole in each end. This begging went on for about a week until one evening I noticed a suitable drill bit left in the hand held electric drill. So I got it plugged in and thought "this is my chance" Well you can imagine what happened once the drill got nearly through the tin....That's right it jammed and the drill was wrung out of my hands, giving me a nasty twist. but the drill switch had locked on and continued to turn until it eventually pulled the plug out of the wall socket! I had to untwist the lead and nurse my sore wrists. I eventually managed to punch the two holes and get a piece of wire through the ends of the drum and attached to my tractor. When My dad saw what I had managed to do he took pity on me and when he had the crop all in he fixed up a frame out of flat bar for me. That roller with a few small stones inside made just as much noise on our concrete yard as the real one and created many hours of make-believe farming, but to this day every time I lift the hand drill I think of that first time with a slight bit of fear of the drill bit sticking!!
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JOHNNYfromMI
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I remember I was about 4 or 5 years old. My grandma had moms new electric mixer making something. She asked me how to turn it off. I told her "just lift it up and it will shut off".
Grandma stood there waving the electric mixer around shoot the stuff she was making all over the kitchen. Ma heard the comotion and run into the kitchen, and was really less than impressed with me. I got the strap on my behind, but the momory of it was worth it. Thais all took place over 60 years ago.
Grandma stood there waving the electric mixer around shoot the stuff she was making all over the kitchen. Ma heard the comotion and run into the kitchen, and was really less than impressed with me. I got the strap on my behind, but the momory of it was worth it. Thais all took place over 60 years ago.
Those are pictures I took from the restaurants web site. When I read Nancy"s post, I remembered eating there long ago. I thought it was pretty good but also recall thinking how ugly it was so I did a search. Seems they are indeed still there and still serving their Hot Poop Links!
It appears they also have a mail order business. Since your at the farm all the time and Nancy is stuck in the big city most of the week maybe you could order some and have it UPS "d to her!
Pittsburg Hot Links
It appears they also have a mail order business. Since your at the farm all the time and Nancy is stuck in the big city most of the week maybe you could order some and have it UPS "d to her!
Pittsburg Hot Links
4 year old grandson had his first introduction to Swiss Chard at our house this weekend- he liked it, so when he wanted more, he asked "Please pass the leaves."
Granddaughter came in while I was watching Fox News Election stuff, and she said "Do we have to watch that dumb stuff?" She's showing unusual common sense, for a 3 year old.
Granddaughter came in while I was watching Fox News Election stuff, and she said "Do we have to watch that dumb stuff?" She's showing unusual common sense, for a 3 year old.
One evening, when i was about 4, my family went to visit some relatives, who lived in town. Their kid, a cousin was about the same age. We got tired of sitting listening to the old folks talking, so we went out to the kitchen. Cousin Bob said we ought to make a cake, so we got out a cake pan, some regular flour, and some sugar and whatever else happened to be handy, and got to mixing it all up!
About that time, one of the adults walked into the kitchen, and let out a whoop that would scare the rockers off a hobby horse! There we sat--all white from the flour, and a real mess on the table and floor! We had such happy grins on our faces, showing our mothers we knew how to make a cake, but the grins soon faded to tears! We got swatted with the big metal spoons, and cried our eyes out.
Every one of the adults had stern faces, but, while being cleaned up, we could hear loud snickers emanating from the kitchen area. And, my folks could hardly drive home-they were laughing so hard! A good memory, from an 88 year old geezer, eh?! I laugh even now! Rustyj
About that time, one of the adults walked into the kitchen, and let out a whoop that would scare the rockers off a hobby horse! There we sat--all white from the flour, and a real mess on the table and floor! We had such happy grins on our faces, showing our mothers we knew how to make a cake, but the grins soon faded to tears! We got swatted with the big metal spoons, and cried our eyes out.
Every one of the adults had stern faces, but, while being cleaned up, we could hear loud snickers emanating from the kitchen area. And, my folks could hardly drive home-they were laughing so hard! A good memory, from an 88 year old geezer, eh?! I laugh even now! Rustyj
When I was about 7, my great grandmother cooked up a bunch of boiled okra and served it. I told my mom I couldn't eat it and she said I wasn't leaving the table till I did. One spoonful and I threw up all over the table. Mom has never served me boiled okra in the past 50 years. She does laugh about the incident now and I still won't eat that vile weed (unless it's in some really good gumbo.)
Anonymous-0
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When my daughter was about 5 she asked me to buy her a a baseball.....and a basehandle to hit it with.
notjustair
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My nephew used to love going for rides on grandpas riding mower. After a while he started asking if grandpa would "put the knob on the rabbit". We couldn't figure that out until grandpa pointed to the turtle and rabbit on the throttle lever.
He's 18 years old now and we still say "put the knob on the rabbit" when we need to do something fast. He isn't nearly as amused as we still are.
He's 18 years old now and we still say "put the knob on the rabbit" when we need to do something fast. He isn't nearly as amused as we still are.
My youngest niece visited when she was about 3 or so and hollered out from the
bathroom wanting to know where the "get it" paper was.
Being a little confused, I asked her if she meant the toilet paper.
She said no, she knew where the toilet paper was, but the roll was empty.
When the roll is empty, you need the get it paper to replace it. Duh!
bathroom wanting to know where the "get it" paper was.
Being a little confused, I asked her if she meant the toilet paper.
She said no, she knew where the toilet paper was, but the roll was empty.
When the roll is empty, you need the get it paper to replace it. Duh!
cannonball
Member
I have eaten them a lot of times in the 70s and 80s, but this was at Gilmer and they smoked them in old refrigerators
Anonymous-0
Well-known Member
mom was always trying a "new" recipe out
one was call red beet salad,,,
i took a serving,took a bite,,,
and promtly spit it back out on
my plate,,,YUCK...
dad seeing this wouldn't even try it
mom being mother,took some trying to
convince us kids that it was good,,,
should have seen the face she made,priceless
anyway into the dog dish,they wouldn't eat it,
so over the fence to the hogs,they'll eat anything,,,but red beet salad,,,even they wouldn't touch it...that was 40+yrs ago and we still kid her about it today...
one was call red beet salad,,,
i took a serving,took a bite,,,
and promtly spit it back out on
my plate,,,YUCK...
dad seeing this wouldn't even try it
mom being mother,took some trying to
convince us kids that it was good,,,
should have seen the face she made,priceless
anyway into the dog dish,they wouldn't eat it,
so over the fence to the hogs,they'll eat anything,,,but red beet salad,,,even they wouldn't touch it...that was 40+yrs ago and we still kid her about it today...
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