As I begin to wrap up our “kitchen follies” seminar, I must take note of a couple of holiday mishaps:

Nora O’Connell, of Thibodaux, says, “In 2003, I was preparing a sweet potato dish for Thanksgiving (the day before, thank goodness).

“I added cayenne pepper instead of cinnamon (several teaspoons). The containers were the same, color about the same.

“I realized my mistake when I went to put the cayenne pepper back in the cabinet and saw the cinnamon on the counter.

“I tasted it out of curiosity, and then asked my husband to taste it. His comment was, ‘It has a little kick to it!’

“It was a double recipe, so I had to discard it and start all over.”

Nel Joyner, of Harahan, says, “One Christmas Eve my brother decided to bake pecan pies and give to friends.

“My mother was preparing the Christmas dinner on Christmas Eve, making sweet potato casserole and ambrosia.

“My brother delivered his pies, and later discovered they were horrible!

“I can see the look on my mother’s face when she discovered that her sweet potato casserole and ambrosia were also ruined.

“My brother had filled the sugar canister with salt!”

Be nice, honey

Tom Boone, of Gonzales, says our mention of New Orleans area accents brings to mind this story:

“Some years ago, working in Chalmette, I had an employee from what she called ‘down the road’ (past Meraux).

“Upon hearing a young person talking bad about another, she looked at that young person, shook her head, and said in that great accent, ‘Gawd don’t like ugly, honey.’

“I still use that phrase today.”

Big hare!

Claire Pilgreen was pointing to animal pictures in a book, asking her 3-year-old, Cruz, what the pictures were.

She pointed to a horse and Cruz responded, “Horse.”

Then she pointed to a cute donkey with huge ears.

Cruz said, “That’s a bunny.”

His mom said, “No, try again.”

Cruz asked, “Is it a BUNNY HORSE?”

Grammar corner

George McLean says, “One of the most-used phrases in today’s TV commercials is ‘like me,’ such as ‘have problems like me.’

“As I remember, my schooling taught the proper phrase is ‘have problems as I (have).’ Am I wrong?

“It would also be nice for our media folk to learn that ‘causeway bridge’ is redundant; a causeway IS a bridge.”

Roast ’em!

If you’d rather laugh than cry about the state of our state, the 64th annual Gridiron Show is for you.

The Capitol Correspondents Association can always find something funny in the antics of our elected officials.

Under the capable direction of Ronnie Stutes, Gridiron uses skits and songs to skewer the leadership of our state.

The show is being held Friday, March 27, and Saturday, March 28, at the American Legion Hall on South Wooddale Boulevard, with doors opening at 6:30 p.m. and curtain at 7:45 p.m. Seats are $25 both nights, and you can bring party food for your table and buy drinks from Legion members.

Send checks to Gridiron, P.O. Box 44131, Baton Rouge LA 70804. Questions? Email Marjy Hasten at gridiron

Full disclosure: I have a few small roles in the production (show biz is my life!). Please do not hold your applause…

Special People Dept.

  • On Thursday, March 19, Alice Lyons Brown celebrates her 100th birthday.
  • James “Jim” Kessel celebrates his 90th birthday on Thursday, March 19. As a U.S. Army infantryman in World War II, he fought in “Operation Nordwind,” the last major German offensive of the war.

    Ruth and Sam Riddle celebrate their 56th anniversary on Thursday, March 19.

As the cow goes

Joel d’Aquin Thibodeaux says, “My husband, Ron, and I were driving on Greenwell Springs Road, talking about how the road must have originally been a cow path, there were so many big curves. When we got on the stretch approaching Greensburg, the road is straight as an arrow.

“Ron said, ‘The cows must have had too much to drink when they walked along here — they were so drunk they couldn’t walk a curvy line.’ ”

Don’t cry over …

Catherine Tonguis, of Baton Rouge, says, “Many years ago I took my ‘to be’ husband, E.J., to Lottie to meet my folks.

“Mom cooked a wonderful meal and we all sat down to eat.

“After E.J.’s first bite, he reached for his glass of milk. Being a little nervous, he knocked it over — all in his plate and on the table.

“Mom and I jumped up to take care of the situation, telling him, ‘Don’t worry about a little thing like that; people do it all the time!’

“Mom got him another glass of milk. After a while, my E.J. gently reached for his milk — and what do you think? He spilled it again, and of course he went to bed thirsty!”

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