tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post4318357349555982652..comments2024-01-24T10:15:51.317-05:00Comments on Teresa's Tangled Roots: Wisdom Wednesday – Cooking, Fish Eyes and Spam – Lessons Learned!Teresa Wilson Rogershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07340825601857084302noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post-82691000957283302012011-02-02T12:36:20.945-05:002011-02-02T12:36:20.945-05:00I can so related to this. My husband and I married...I can so related to this. My husband and I married 3 years ago...we're both older, and he's from Ohio; I am from GA. I cook southern, he eats Slovakian. Never the twain shall meet. He's losing weight :).Yvonnehttp://themashburncollection.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post-71946277146003030312011-01-20T16:17:44.431-05:002011-01-20T16:17:44.431-05:00I had to look up what a conch was - lol. I wouldn...I had to look up what a conch was - lol. I wouldn't be doing the fish eye thing either - surely there is some other way to tell if it's fresh? ... like perhaps, ask the fish dude. Ick. <br /><br />Great post. Pigs feet *shiver*Kelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16279175109169179291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post-23595316520006407442011-01-20T11:54:49.349-05:002011-01-20T11:54:49.349-05:00What a hoot! Amazing the cultural differences in ...What a hoot! Amazing the cultural differences in perspective on what makes a good meal. I will not even go into detail about my Cajun mother-in-law's opinion of prepared baby food...<br /><br />Love this post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post-19820043574681229902011-01-20T10:16:44.129-05:002011-01-20T10:16:44.129-05:00Yes, that is true Wendy, but he never has any trou...Yes, that is true Wendy, but he never has any trouble telling me how he feels!<br /><br />Thank you Nolichucky Roots and Greta. Amazing how food connects us all.Teresa Wilson Rogershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07340825601857084302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post-50233410070771644582011-01-19T20:44:46.511-05:002011-01-19T20:44:46.511-05:00I really enjoyed reading this - reminds me of some...I really enjoyed reading this - reminds me of some of the "adventures" my husband and I have had in the kitchen. Like your husband, mine turned out to be a good cook himself!Greta Koehlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429623811794360612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post-44890671803393208002011-01-19T17:52:18.446-05:002011-01-19T17:52:18.446-05:00Great post! Reminded me of many moments in the kit...Great post! Reminded me of many moments in the kitchen with my mother who was not an especially good cook. <br /><br />Glad Spam is out of your repertoire. The conch salad sounds amazing.Susan Clarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02009218875010743399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5949302811233582240.post-36331750176995371342011-01-19T12:30:29.757-05:002011-01-19T12:30:29.757-05:00I love that your husband was afraid to tell his mo...I love that your husband was afraid to tell his mom that he didn't like the pigs feet. My poor dad waited until he was on his deathbed to confess to my mom that he hated her liver and onions. I'd been telling her for years that we ALL hated it, but she refused to believe that until Dad finally agreed.Wendy B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13672025937069753108noreply@blogger.com