ask grandma j

Welcome to a new feature on Ask Grandma J!   By new feature, she's talking about a recent attempt at domestic violence  training here at the weed infested ghost town  known as the Spa.

Grandma J was looking at her old Cutco cooking utensils, and realized she's schlepped these sturdy reliable tools across rivers, valleys and state lines.    She bought these tools as a young bride from a door to door salesman, who was her husband as she sat drinking Folger's instant coffee with her neighbor Wilma.   The year was 1965.

Grandma J has had  several hundred sets of spatulas, ricers and masher stuff over the years,  hey where's the masher? like the plastic stuff in that container.  Nothing has lasted and served her as well as the Cutco utensils. 

Lately, Phillip Johnny Bob has been hanging around and showing some interest when Grandma J nukes popcorn cooks, so she thought she'd broaden his horizons in the kitchen.

Grandma J handed PJB her old cookbook, that served as her bible for many years.

Phil started thumbing through it.......

But found it disgusting  hard to figure out with all the references to measurments and foreign phrases like filet and ala carte.

So, Grandma J thought she'd try the hooked on phonics for cooking method of teaching PJB.  Or, simply put....hands on!

Oh, for crab's sake!   Crusty has his eye on Grandma J's spoon rest!  Could it be possible that Crusty thinks it's an aquamarine friend from the Chesapeake Bay?  

Phillip Johnny Bob decides to take matters into his own hands and put Crusty in his place.    Thank goodness Grandma J was there to save Crusty....and try to salvage the family unit and go back to square one with the cooking lessons....by eliminating the seafood section of the old cookbook.