Monday, October 24, 2011



Ok, I won't get into where I've been for the last week.  You don't want to know.  But I'm here, and I've managed to hook myself up with Grandma, over at Grandma's Goulash again this Monday!  The rules are less than 120 for a Microfiction.



Edith was so embarrassed.  No matter where she took Eddie, he always managed to make a scene.  Ewww.  (that's an even 100 right there, thanks).

Have a good week, all.

9 comments:

Jim said...

Hello, M.B. This is a very fine ยต-fiction story. I'd leave Eddie home! LOL
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SparkleFarkle said...

And what a productive "scene" about to become even more productive, it is! <--Because who wants Roasted Pumpkin Seeds?!?! I do! I do!

Easy Roasted Pumpkin Seeds Recipe (P.S. Don't just think of it as vomit. LOL!)

Ingredients
Serves: 4
150g (5 oz) pumpkin or squash seeds
1 tablespoon olive oil
1/2 teaspoon salt, or to taste

Preparation method
Prep: 10 mins | Cook: 15 mins
1.Preheat the oven to 140 C / Gas mark 1. Line a baking tray with baking parchment or aluminium foil.
2.After removing the seeds from the pumpkin, rinse with water, and remove any strings and bits of squash. Pat dry, and place in a small bowl. Stir the olive oil and salt into the seeds until evenly coated. Spread out in an even layer on the prepared baking tray.
3.Bake for 15 minutes, or until seeds start to pop. Remove from oven and cool on the baking tray before serving.

Bone appetit!

blueviolet said...

Oh Eddie....you're nothing but trouble.

And just for the record, I do wanna know. ;)

Helen said...

Poor Eddie!

Sonia Lal said...

Poor Eddie. Pity he can't keep it in.

Frogs in my formula said...

That is awesome. I want to do that!

Lisa Ricard Claro said...

Poor Eddie. I bet he doesn't mean to make a scene, especially THAT way! LOL

Pat said...

You just never know when a little one is going to throw up--not much warning sometimes. Thanks for the morning laugh!

Grandma's Goulash said...

I could really relate to this one. It has been well over thirty years, but I can still remember my daughter vomiting on a table at a pizzeria. A couple years later, she hit the revolving belt at the grocery checkout. Ah, the memories your story has evoked. lol