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	<title>Comments on: Food=Love</title>
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	<description>Celebrating the Joys of Parenting and Childhood</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 04:10:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: J</title>
		<link>http://teenymanolo.com/2008/06/05/foodlove/#comment-14946</link>
		<dc:creator>J</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 18:31:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My daughter equates my Grandma's house with peanut butter and honey sandwiches.  = love. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My daughter equates my Grandma&#8217;s house with peanut butter and honey sandwiches.  = love. <img src='http://teenymanolo.com/wordpress/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: galadrium</title>
		<link>http://teenymanolo.com/2008/06/05/foodlove/#comment-14445</link>
		<dc:creator>galadrium</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 01:37:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I also had a wonderful German oma.  When we went to her house after school, there was always some yummy treat.  The standard snack was a piece of bread lathered not only with butter, but about an inch of cream cheese, too.  And unlike home, you always got dessert, even if you surrepititiouly fed the liver dumplings to the dog.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I also had a wonderful German oma.  When we went to her house after school, there was always some yummy treat.  The standard snack was a piece of bread lathered not only with butter, but about an inch of cream cheese, too.  And unlike home, you always got dessert, even if you surrepititiouly fed the liver dumplings to the dog.</p>
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		<title>By: raincoaster</title>
		<link>http://teenymanolo.com/2008/06/05/foodlove/#comment-14377</link>
		<dc:creator>raincoaster</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 08:30:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, I still love tv dinners and Swanson's pot pies, come to that.

HELLO...sponsors, are you listening???</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, I still love tv dinners and Swanson&#8217;s pot pies, come to that.</p>
<p>HELLO&#8230;sponsors, are you listening???</p>
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		<title>By: raincoaster</title>
		<link>http://teenymanolo.com/2008/06/05/foodlove/#comment-14353</link>
		<dc:creator>raincoaster</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 23:52:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Food=love even for people who are terrible cooks, like both of my grandmothers. One of them would get you the salisbury steak tv dinner for special occasions (we got Swanson's turkey pot pie at Christmas and Thanksgiving, of course) and the other just put everything into the pressure cooker until it was all the same colour, whereupon she served it up. But we always knew they loved us anyway. And we loved them anyway.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Food=love even for people who are terrible cooks, like both of my grandmothers. One of them would get you the salisbury steak tv dinner for special occasions (we got Swanson&#8217;s turkey pot pie at Christmas and Thanksgiving, of course) and the other just put everything into the pressure cooker until it was all the same colour, whereupon she served it up. But we always knew they loved us anyway. And we loved them anyway.</p>
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