My mom is great. I love the woman with all of my heart and half of my brother's. Really. But growing up with her wasn't easy, as you've witnessed from some of my past posts.

For one thing... she was NOT a good cook. She made Mrs. Douglas from Green Acres seem like Julia Childs. I've seen her burn water... make spaghetti without ANY pasta, and she pours a jar of spinach baby food over scrambled eggs and calls it quiche.
 
But the worst was when she desecrated ground beef into something completely unpalitable. I think it was a hamburg, but I mean this patty was so spoiled even Mr. Krabs wouldn't serve it.

When I think about that hamburg night it brings tears to my eyes. Not because of the uncious meat.... no. You see, I pulled the old 'pretend to eat but feed it to the dog' trick. My dog, Shamus, loved table food. But I should NEVER have given her that hamburg. NEVER!

I snapped this picture minutes after Shamus devoured that hamburg.


( If You're A Dog Lover... My Apologies )