I'm A Beet Freak. I Put Them

Romance Is The Icing But Love Is The Cake.

My Father Was In Charge Of Managing The Farm.

How Can A Nation Be Called Great If Its Bread Tastes Like Kleenex?

In Spite Of Food Fads, Fitness Programs, And Health Concerns, We Must Never Lose Sight Of A Beautifully Conceived Meal.

When The War Broke Out I Decided I Would Be Very Patriotic. Standing My Full Height. I Presented Myself To The Wacs And The To The Waves. And I Was Rejected - I Was An Inch Too Tall.