Three words:
LeSeur.English.Peas.
I hate them, I have always hated them. My mother made us eat them when we were kids. Thank goodness our dog Fritz liked them. When the parents left us at the table until we cleaned our plates, Fritz made his rounds and ate the peas for us.
I have gone out of my way to avoid English Peas.
I cooked supper tonight, and thought Chris would like something green. (I'm anti-veggie) And, I found myself opening a can of LeSeur English Peas!!! *Gasp*
They still smell as gross as I remember them. Chris enjoyed them though.
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