tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531001368955141909.post2856470987679674435..comments2023-06-13T05:30:21.853-06:00Comments on Sandwiches I Have Loved: #100!Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18322688272613199899noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531001368955141909.post-6634662088369875322008-04-25T13:01:00.000-06:002008-04-25T13:01:00.000-06:00Here's my funny..."You're not from around here, ar...Here's my funny..."You're not from around here, are you?" story. At a work potluck, I brought "maid-rites". No one knew what I meant, until I said "sloppy joes." As Rebecca has written, "maid rites" are an Iowa thing, or at least not a Minnesota thing. To make things even funnier, people were so impressed that my maid rites were homemade. I would hardly call mine homemade, as all I do is add ketchup, salt/pepper, onions, and oregano. But to these fascinating, Minnesota born, mamwich sloppy joe makers, I was the cooking goddess. Congratulations on your 100th!vdaisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12189376915621592145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7531001368955141909.post-22895722037742621262008-04-24T12:33:00.000-06:002008-04-24T12:33:00.000-06:00Since I was unable to come to your Maid-Rite Night...Since I was unable to come to your Maid-Rite Night, I had my own. I used the "ground beef, diced onions, salt, pepper and chicken broth" recipe. My children thought they were dee-lish, and the adults seemed happy as well. I entertained all with my Hannibal, MO stories, and the "Bungelow" bar next to the library in rural MN where I first had these beauties growing up. I shed a tear. And then the "loose meat" jokes started, so I was not overcome. The kids and I all had mustard and pickles, Jay ate his with Bello Hot Pepper Sauce (http://www.bellobrand.com/sauces.htm). I guess there are always innovators.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01793590344829665731noreply@blogger.com