Way to go on the bird and morels.
Originally Posted by
WhitewaterDuck
I simply can not believe I didn’t get a LOT more love for the Marathon bar. WTF is wrong with you people...maybe I’m just old.
I know I'm older than you but I don't remember the Marathon Bar. Course growing up, and even now, I've never been much of a candy eater. When I was a kid and I had some change in my pocket I always bought a lemon and a tube of BBs. Sweets have never done anything for me, I like sour much better than sweet. There ain't nothing I love more on a hot summer day than an ice cold glass of homemade sauerkraut juice. My grandmother (German one) kept churns of kraut working all the time, or it seemed that way to me. There was a nail on the wall with a ladle hanging by the churns. I'd get a glass of ice and my grandmother would tell me which churn was "done" and I'd dip my juice out of that one. Best thirst quencher in the world when you been playing and sweating. I miss that stuff, the stuff in a can just don't get it. Although I will eat it occasionally.
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