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To: Rambi who wrote (13303)10/7/1998 6:23:00 PM
From: jhild  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
 
The brown moth. The ubiquitous damned brown mealy moth. They shall inherit the earth.

The larval stage is my favorite stage of their insectful little lives. Those pale yellow little winkie worms that make their way up the wall of the pantry in search of a surface to hang onto to weave their metamorphic cocoon. I find that these little moths can exploit the tiniest holes in plastic packaging to insert their spawn where once they had previously been excluded by the manufacturer. Nothing quite as exciting as to see fully grown moths flapping about in an unopened bag of cornmeal. It is somewhat akin to building ships in bottles, I think.



To: Rambi who wrote (13303)10/7/1998 6:37:00 PM
From: Ish  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
 
Glad to see you back and well.

I still use my granny's cast iron skillet even though I have a full set of Cusinart. Gotta burn some grease in it from time to time to keep it good.

<<I just remember that big grey blob of grease on a wooden spoon..>>

When stirred there were lots of black things that came up. What a smell!! Real eggs tasted like .... real eggs.

Funny but we never thought about leaving the popcorn can outside with the lid off so the moths could leave.

I can remember fondly having a meal of popcorn popped in bacon grease, little salt and pepper and pour in some hot buttermilk. Eat it on the porch because air conditioning hasn't gotten out of the picture houses yet.