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a childhood food

My husband does not prefer green peas (what my family calls English peas). I happen to like them, especially with mashed potatoes. After being sick on the medicine the Urgent Care Clinic provided, my parents immediately started making bland foods in hopes of getting something in me so I could take yet another round of meds (yeah, rah). Mom had been in and asked if I would try some mashed potatoes and peas, and I nodded yes (no voice on my part and no hearing aids in on her part...a really interesting combination the last 24 hours at home and only my nieces were getting my hand signals and my nephew made squeaking noises every time I tried to talk). Bobby came in a littler late to check on me, and with a bit of confusion and concern on his face, told me they were making a plate that had mashed potatoes and peas on it, that everyone thought I had asked for it, and they were mixing the food together.
At this point, I actually laughed. (Well, at much laughing as I could do without a voice.) When I told him that was how I ate them as a child (I made a well like people do for gravy and filled it with peas), he started laughing, too. I don't think I've had those two items like that since high school, and it was kind of nice to have someone remember something like that about me from my past. Living in an area away from family, those tidbits of information are often filed away and forgotten. And suddenly I was surrounded by people who knew those things, who were stepping in and taking charge, and I could be sick and rest. It was a nice change. And of course, it prompted Bobby to ask if that was how they tricked me into eating green peas in the first place. I almost hated to tell him that was my unique concoction. After all their effort, I hated to send word to Mom I thought pototoes was all I could handle at the moment.
Perhaps I'll have to serve that as two of our veggies during a 2014 meal. But I think I'll abstain from giving him smashed tator tots on a hamburger.  I think he'll draw the line on that one. :)

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