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Posted on 01/02/2017 2:40:00 PM PST by heterosupremacist
Edited on 01/02/2017 3:27:37 PM PST by Sidebar Moderator. [history]
Back when the Carters brought Southern cuisine to the White House a Playboy cartoon featured several of the WH cooks with makeshift weapons fearfully opening a box simply labeled “collards”...
I hear black people say thing like ‘black people’s food’ but that must be a white thing.
I got a laugh from some older black guys who were talking about “caucasions” and i said we prefer being called white.
Food is food. I wonder what the First lady would say if I asked her the same question?
Oh, and not guilty.
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She sounds retarded.
Nope, just met a few like that. Accidentally married one. The look on her face is like the old phrase “like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth”.
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I hear black people say thing like ‘black people’s food’ and I’ve heard black people say, ‘that must be a white thing.’
Never took ofense.
I got a laugh from some older black guys who were talking about “caucasions” and i said we prefer being called white.
Sometimes it a matter how it’s said and if it is actually intended to offend?
2000 bucks a night ranch in NV? Didn’t know the Bunny Ranch was an equal opportunity employer. And the bimbo left out sweet potato pie. 2k a night I want some sweet potato pie.
May have not been her words at all....
Absolutely. Unless or until the buffalo come back and we can roast their ribs beside an open fire like the Indians, the best food native to these shores is a mix of white folks’ leavings and African ingenuity. They should, most do, take pride.
I used to work for the Burlington Northern Railway in the Fort Worth dispatcher office as a Signal and Telecom electronic technician. One day my supervisor said we had a project to go to the CEO (Walter Drexel) home on Curzon Ave and install a entertainment sound system. We were there three days and I was working with contractors wiring the house and installing volume controls in the living areas.
As I was finishing up (I was the last worker in the house), Mrs. Drexel was in the kitchen cutting a cantaloupe with a lady who was there involved with some redecoration. Before I had a chance to leave, she came into the room and said,
“We would invite you to stay for lunch, but we don’t have anything you would like.”
Black people food. Good grief.
First thing she got wrong is telling him to make the food himself. For authenticity, you go to Popeyes or Red Lobster.
i believe that's spelled testosterone
I separate leaves from stems & cook leaves whole which keeps the natural flavor Put in large pot with water. Maybe a slice of bacon- days of fatback are a memory. Cook down, cover & simmer until tender.
Serve with a bottle of apple cider vinegar on the table & good to go!
Buffalo Ribs, that sounds substantial.
So true. If incompetent they are hard to fire. Whites and others not so much. Try having a team of 4 with one incompetent minority on it. The other 3 end up having to do more work, moral suffers and then some leave. End up with 2 left, one which is incompetent.
Rinse and repeat. Try to explain that to a customer or the team.
I used to work for the Burlington Northern Railway in the Fort Worth dispatcher office as a Signal and Telecom electronic technician. One day my supervisor said we had a project to go to the CEO (Walter Drexel) home on Curzon Ave and install a entertainment sound system. We were there three days and I was working with contractors wiring the house and installing volume controls in the living areas.
As I was finishing up (I was the last worker in the house), Mrs. Drexel was in the kitchen cutting a cantaloupe with a lady who was there involved with some redecoration. Before I had a chance to leave, she came into the room and said,
“We would invite you to stay for lunch, but we don’t have anything you would like.”
Bingo - and she probably thought in her mind that she was being polite.
So what. Bum looking for a payday handout.
The Army hospital at which I work has a yearly African American heritage observance. The menu in the cafeteria on that day? Fried chicken, BBQ ribs, corn bread, collards, black-eyed peas.
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