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would i be an oddball to not be thanking my mother for much in my life? as my dad worked, she was supposed to be the support in my life. and to this day she's not the nicest person to me (though she plays it to try to get something she wants). culinary-wise, i didn't like food much until college.... i thought veggies came out of a bag into boiling water and then got left and burnt to the pan. today, i am a vegetarian, but not due to any home-bound tips i picked up from my youth. cause and effect are unrelated here. my mom did nothing to shape me except perhaps show me an extent to my tolerance.

i could credit my dog. for the times i had to sit at the table and eat my crappy food... my dog was sneaky and so was i... she was my garbage disposal... my hero.

I am glad I could be of help. I hope you had a good time. I am sorry I could not move things around to be your guide. Come back to Seattle soon!