Working the green game for (hopefully) greenbacks, and not just vegies for what my uncle calls his ground game:
When playing the many other greens, not just grains, no one has the assortment of Family Fresh in River Falls (where my contact is) and New Richmond. There I go way back, way back, when first saw that quite round fruit with little stick em’s sprouting off the sides, with a name I couldn’t even pronounce (read tropical), but hey, a sampling made it clear its got a great taste is all its own. There are literally dozens of such make-a-killing-at-your-dinner-party, (now that they are allowed again, if people don’t hang too much as the buffet table you’ve put out, via Family Fresh and still as current as all their green fare). A reference to a very-much-like-that, aforementioned big fruit even minus the husk but very pineapple, which I just absolutely have to throw in there, is Green Jackfruit in brine. And its not all just all things Green, which can carry forward as a deal the extended St. Patrick’s Day, as many virtually everyone is co-opting, a really cheap, occasional cabbage at a pure 39 percent a pound, but in shades other shapes, colors and sizes that can turn your grad’s fruit tray into a virtual calidoscope.
— That’s just an example of how stuff languishing in your fridge — OK maybe the Jackfuit is a exception –can fill up main things such as your salsa, with other somewhat secondary as-such enhancements, providing with the bounty that simply adds to it — various fruits, crumbled taco chips, and lime and other potato chips, about four in each of category, and that include as a base mayo, BBQ sauce, ketchup, more salsa, and even tofu for those who kinda lost out on Easter and its meatiest. Throw into the mix of the hottest of the hot peppers, and even horseradish sauce, and see who can do with the most flaming throw-in, as this is the time of year for grass fires, amongst the men in the household, who you could have compete to see who could best wolf-down magna, or maybe its You Go Girl .. until at least July Fourth. Screwed up my buddy? There are always those more secret jars of sauces found in a jar down in the basement that could save you from being a fire-breathing dragon, or make needed a Mexican beer, needless to say post-Cinco De Mayo.. With that said, its just over a year now since the whole chili feed thing has been foremost, and then of course motorycle rallies to follow, and with the cold temps and social closures being of paramount concern, the heat has been on so to speak, and it appears lack of participation has been in the offing …
— And for the Passover season, you can get at a great price at (some) local supermarkets, salad and lentils with cucumber dressing, (and lentals come in as many colors as bell peppers), and also some Jewish rye to keeping it kosher, as these same places.
— Now might be the time to jazz up your pasta, with its various shapes and forms, throwing in some holiday turkey and vegies such as broccoli and carrots, as well as cream of (insert this blank) soup. This in case you get tired of the old turkey (and also ham?) sandwiches, and if you read the reference as turn-key, there are indeed varying options that include, but are not exclusive of bogging down your freezer, as virtually all of the weekend flyers have aspargus as a bedding (my wife’s favorite). Mom likes to be frugal, but please forego the cost savings, down to nothing spent, on that powdered milk in the back of t he cabinet — not on the day she is waiting to be pampered, so just don’t reproduce this format as a double down for Mother’s Day itself if you forgot HER fave, better to hold off to Father’s Day and combine roses, too, make THAT YOUR DOUBLE DOWN. As in two dozen roses?
Where the green ends and that’s a basketfull, white and other colors begin, to make a case for an indeed full case of produce at Family Fresh
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