green mystery

This is weird, almost as weird as the hidden receptacle (see hidden power).  For the past several years, there was a green tinge of … well, a kind of goo, stuck to one of the receptacles in the kitchen.  I often wondered, “Where is this green coming from?”  I wracked my brain (but not much of a brain wrack – just a things-that-make-you-go-hmm kind of wrack), wondering what would cause it.

I finally figured it out.  My Mom must have dribbled a little green food colouring on the end of the cord to the mixer.  The mixer is about 45 or 50 years old – a Sunbeam, I think.  Every time I beat some whipping cream, I got some green on the outlet.  Duh.

The funny thing is, Mom hated the colour green.

the English my is goodly

I ordered a siding cutter from Amazon a couple of days ago for less than $200.

But that’s not what this entry is about.

Made in China. How come they didn’t get somebody to check their English before making 600,000 boxes?

The National Plagiarist Society members would be proud.

yellow

By mistake, I bought some Crisco shortening a while back that is yellow!  I opened it up a few days ago to find it looked like butter.  I’ve never seen yellow shortening before.  I tasted it.  Definitely not butter!

My sister, a while back, commented that cheddar over here is orange but shouldn’t be.  Why do we put food colouring in everything?  Can’t we simply enjoy the taste of natural stuff?  Now Floyd’s muffins are extremely orangy-brown.

I also have white cheddar.  Over here, they call it white cheddar, not just cheddar.