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Breaking In Birthday Mixer

oiled cast iron black
preheating pan in oven —
weevils in cornmeal

10/13/2020

Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2020

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October 14, 2020 at 9:10 PM

Don't you just hate that. Hate to go to my flour or cornmeal and find something like that. That's why I keep it in air tight containers. Good job here. God Bless and stay well, JB

Evelyn Judy Buehler

October 14, 2020 at 8:39 PM

Weevils can lead to all sorts of evils. :=)

October 14, 2020 at 5:23 PM

Those weevils sure are 'little deevils.' :) gw

October 14, 2020 at 5:44 PM

They are but today I made piecrust dough. I guess that was meant to be the first recipe after all!

October 14, 2020 at 8:18 AM

You'd need a fry pan for those, Kim. Love your poem, it is different..

October 14, 2020 at 9:28 AM

LOL! Love it!

October 14, 2020 at 6:59 AM

Oh i can feel the angst here.... but, im sure it all went well..

October 14, 2020 at 9:29 AM

Instead I made pie crust today for tomorrow’s chicken pot pie. I guess Cornbread wasn’t meant to be first..lol

October 14, 2020 at 1:33 AM

Its all protein lol Tom

October 14, 2020 at 9:30 AM

LOL! No!

Victor Buhagiar

October 13, 2020 at 11:07 PM

I think I'll miss breakfast :) ~~

October 14, 2020 at 9:30 AM

LOL!

October 13, 2020 at 8:31 PM

Oh, my, I've also run across this, because of that experience every staple in screw on tight jars. Enjoyed reading. Hugs Eve

October 14, 2020 at 9:30 AM

Hugs!

Caren Krutsinger

October 13, 2020 at 8:21 PM

Ooh I have seen this before!

October 14, 2020 at 9:31 AM

I haven’t seen it since childhood! Yuck! The boxes had been in there since before covid. My husband was supposed to use.

October 13, 2020 at 4:54 PM

ha ha ha I wrote a poem about weevils in flour looks like they are spreading into cornmeal - eww:-( hugs Jan xx

October 13, 2020 at 5:52 PM

So yuck. My husband bought several for a church dinner that never happened (covid) so they were in the pantry for a bit.

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