Unexplored Territory

Friday, December 08, 2006

Remember the lickable wallpaper in the original Willy Wonka?

If you have ever seen the original Willy Wonka, you will remember the scene where the kids all toe-up to the wall with the lickable wallpaper on it. Of course, now that I am a mother who is consumed with germs and the havoc that they wreak on five family members, I shudder when he says that it is perfect for nursery walls.

Well ... go to Ghost Works, my renter. See if that wouldn't qualify for a lickable monitor moment.... I HAVE to cook that. It looks absolutely wonderful, and I am a sheer lover of all things that can be cooked in the crockpot.

She has all the ingredients listed out there for you... if you try it, let me know what you think! I need to go out and get the ingredients but that looks like a good Saturday night meal right there! I don't have a lot of time tomorrow for anything else but the prior commitments that I have, so that will be a good meal right there.

Could I go on anymore about that meal? Oh ... probably.

But go check it out ... it is scrumdiddlyumptious ...

3 Comments:

Anonymous said...: love the original willy wonka. Not a fan of the new one AT ALL.

that does look yummy.; 1:26 PM
Anonymous said...: I love Willy Wonka. We watch at least part of it almost every time it is on.

And your renter had me drooling with the Cashew Chicken.; 1:58 PM
Knitting Maniac said...: the new one ... just did not like it at all. I am not a huge fan of Johnny Depp so I had a hard time even envisioning him in that role at all.

Yes, that Cashew Chiken was QUITE delightful...; 2:12 PM

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.