For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for November 07, 2024

Here, have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

I wonder what my wife is planning for Thanksgiving dinner.

To bad Garfield® is NOT around!!!

;-)

Then give it to Edgar; he’s right under the table.

I know how she feels. When I was four my mother and Aunt left the husbands home and took me to visit a very wealth relative. They served us corned beef hash. ( The butler served it) I loudly announced that I hated corned beef hash. My mother must have been so embarrassed.

EVERY kid likes lasagna. (Well, ok, some people put things in lasagna a kid might not like…)

go home or starve.

From Lynn’s Comments: I once invited a little friend for dinner—without first asking my mom. Mom was a generous person so I couldn’t understand why she was angry with me. I had no idea that we couldn’t afford to share the 4 pork chops she’d planned to cook, so she made was a “stew” out of them. I never did that again.

Took me until my fifties to develop a taste for lasagna.

Can we move onto something else besides “Cousin Oliver“?

Elly needs to learn to say no to April. Every time the kid begs or throws a tantrum she gives in.

Garfield would be ashamed of you!

I like the touch of Becky sitting on a book. That brings back the memory of my sitting on a copy of the Columbus, Ohio, Yellow Pages.

Enter Rod Sterling: “Imagine it you will a child that doesn’t like lasagna…..”

Lasagna – it’s what’s for dinner. Your choice is to eat it or not. I’m good with either choice.

April – “But look what you can do with the cheese” as she drapes a stringy glob over her upper lip.

tough kid… you wanted to come over.

NAILED IT!

Yep, real life is never as funny as make believe.

It seems that happens a lot.

LOL…. Kids ~

Could be worse. Liver and onions.

Well then Becky, its dog food for you

I am one of the relatively few who enjoys Lebanon bologna.

Aypo — you need to choose better friends

Tough — eat it!

At least give it a taste, kiddo.

Well then, stay hungry.

Peanuts Begins had a funny one the other day. Charlie Brown was at Patty’s house (the original non-Peppermint Patty) and she invited him to stay for dinner. He asked her what they were having and she said pork chops. He called his parents to ask what they were having “Stew?” Then he told Patty, “I’m staying!”

Sounds like a strip in the B.A. era (Before April). The Pattersons are all at the farm.

Beverly Cruikshank: Hey everybody, Lizzie harvested these beets all by herself!

Elizabeth: Yay!

Beverly: Lizzie helped me cook these beets.

Elizabeth: Yay!

Dinner table. Aunt Beverly is serving everyone. She puts some vegetables on Elizabeth’s plate

Beverly: This is a serving of the beets that Lizzie did all by herself!

Elizabeth: I hate beets.

Better get used to a lot more to feed and provide healthcare for, Elly. Canada is going to have a lot of refugees coming in; crossing Canada’s border to try to get the freebies I promised them but could not deliver on.

Funny, cause I’ve seen it happen more than once ! ;-)

As my mom would say… “then sit there and watch us eat for a while, then you can go.” Actually, that taught me to pick apart the food and eat what I liked. Geez, it’s nice to be grown up! LOL!

DD (21yo) never used to have an issue, but has recently decided she doesn’t like “spaghetti cake”

GASP! Not like LASAGNA?!?!? Get that girl OFF this planet! We don’t want her kind here! She is BANISHED!

No Kamala?

No Kamala

No Kamala?

No Kamala?!?!

There appears that she is sitting on a phone book. :-)

Becky should have eaten her bean face.

Naturally

You dunnae like lasagna? Well, that’s something we shall have to remedy, isn’t it?

Eat it anyway, kid. Educate your palate.

Ask to look at the menu before accepting a supper invitation. Tell them you’d like know so you can bring the right wine.

Here we have the first and last time Becky will be invited to the Patterson house for dinner. From here on out, April will visit at Becky’s house.

It looks like Becky’s parents never talked to her about the etiquette necessary when eating at someone else’s house.

Tommy’s mother is having liver, too….

You don’t? Oh, well. Shut up and eat.

I was taught that when I was invited to someone else’s house to eat, to eat what they put before me because they went through all the time to make it and it may even be all they can afford to buy. I was visiting some new friends and I followed what i was taught but the wife noticed I wasn’t eating my green beans as much as rest of meal and she asked and I told her I really didn’t like them and she said i should have told her early and she would have made me a different vegetable. From then on she let me know what she was planning and if I didn’t like it she would add something extra to the meal that I would like. I think that it would be a good idea for a parent of a child who has invited another child to dinner to ask the child what they like or didn’t like or even call the other childs parents ahead of dinner to find out what they didn’t like or if they were allergic to any foods, it would make it easier for everyone involved.

Not to worry dear many of us do not like lasagna. Enjoy the change in the environment and your little friends family.

What kind of weirdo kid doesn’t like lasagna?

What human being in their right mind doesn’t like lasagna??? :-o