I found out yesterday that I have been deceived for most of my married years. How could I have missed the deception.
My mother made the best turkey dressing in the world. Her formula for success was a based on an old German recipe with lots or extra meat. It had the standard giblets, celery, onions and hamburger. It met my standard of excellence.
Then when I met your Mom, she introduced me to “Nana’s” German dressing. It was really good but Nana introduced apple chunks to moisten things. I liked the taste but occasionally I would bite in to a slice of apple. Yuk. So I offered my expert opinion! Apples spoiled the dressing.
For years and years I have been praising your Mom’s dressing. It was similar to my mother’s recipe and of course, it had no apples.
Guess what! I found out that apples have been in my dressing forever. Apples were just disguised by being cut into extremely small pieces, smashed into a pulp or ground up in a blender. That way I wouldn’t notice the chunks of apple. The theory was that I wouldn’t know the difference.
The deception was carried on by Grasshopper No.1 and Grasshopper No.4. They knew that apple was in the dressing and they also chose to keep the secret from me.
Imagine my shock. The people I trusted most in my life had decided that “what I don’t know won’t hurt me”. Quietly they laughed.
All I can say is that I do have a sense of humor. Ha-ha-ha-ha! I also have a sense of retribution meaning what “goes around, comes around”. The people who perpetrated this dastardly deception need to keep looking over their shoulder. I will get the last laugh.
That being said, Grasshopper No.1’s Thanksgiving day dinner was scrumptious. Her dressing (which had some apple chunks because she was too tired to disguise them) was excellent. Could it be possible I’ve become accustomed to apples? Say it isn’t so. Even with the apple chunks in the dressing, Grasshopper No.1 remains my favorite.
Thanksgiving yesterday in Sheboygan was very nice. As far as I know, there were no fights which are common at family get-togethers. Thank you No.1 (and the love of her life).
Black Friday today. Crazy people shop for things they don’t need but can’t pass up the attactive prices.
Love,
Dad