tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296160094915590110.post2683797410504186845..comments2013-05-28T09:16:46.423-04:00Comments on Bandannas and Cloth: Tabouli and the 4th of JulyPatty Hatchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037503136348728315noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296160094915590110.post-56964061281699013902010-08-13T08:52:40.401-04:002010-08-13T08:52:40.401-04:00Patty! I feel like I just got to have a long talk ...Patty! I feel like I just got to have a long talk with you. Missed reading your blog!<br />I totally recognize that longing a kid feels smelling someone else's grilling. We rarely had meat growing up, but sometimes we'd have turkey dogs on the grill (not my favorite). While they were cooking, I'd smell the neighbor's big ol' steak on their grill. Absolute misery.<br />Funny, I still don't eat much meat, and I wonder if my boys will have similar wistful memories...Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03581173811417089694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296160094915590110.post-81004660377038472242010-08-02T21:38:18.475-04:002010-08-02T21:38:18.475-04:00I loved the cous cous salad! Your dad is some cook...I loved the cous cous salad! Your dad is some cook. And the marshmallows, well, they were delicious even if I was sweating. LOL! Thanks for dinner and a nice visit. I'm glad I got to see your mom and dad and Susan too. Hope to talk to you soon.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13024180834360764047noreply@blogger.com