I seem to lose my Blog Fodder entries all the time.  A few weeks back I lost an entry twice in one morning but did finally get the third version published.  This was about the same time that my other computer shit the bed and I bought a new one and also about the same time that I began writing on Word first and then pasting into Tripod.  Today I went straight to Tripod.  I was just going to shoot off a quick entry but it turned into a rather long post that I was ready to publish, when walah….  “Internet Explorer has encountered a Problem and will Close Down – you may loose whatever your working on.  May lose?  Try your about to lose it, for sure!    I repeat,  can you say &*%%^$^%$&&* - I can, and very loudly for that matter.

Blog Fodder  #6  was submitted by Kimbofo  - who also coincidentally was picked as Michele’s Site of the Day yesterday.  Congrats to her!    

Kimbofo wants to know “What is your most memorable meal? Why?”

This is a goody for me because food is one of my absolute favorite things of all times!  In giving this one some thought, I was originally going to post about Lobster and the fact that every birthday of my childhood contained a Lobster Dinner at a restaurant on the night of March 27^th.  But I thought of something more memorable and it just has to be Sunday dinners at my Nana’s house.

Every Sunday, since I can remember, Nana and Papa have been cooking for their crew.  In my younger years we would all sit at the dining room table and eat together, but as the population in the family multiplied it became more of a “come in and let Nana fix you a plate and then find a seat and eat”.  My Papa, who recently passed, made the best soups of all time!  What I wouldn’t give for a bowl of his soup right now.  Each week his special soup was a little different, depending on the ingredients in his fridge and each week it got better & better!  Papa was so proud of his soups!  My Nana, makes the best dinners of all times and there is nothing but pure love that goes into her preparations!  Love for all her many children.  Here is my Nana, you can just see it in her, can't you?