I have to tell this story...and to tell the truth? I am STILL mad about it,lol

[Horse with no Name]

I love Thanksgiving because I love to eat. Being able to splurge one time a year and make dishes that I can't afford to make on a regular basis lends to being special.

Although, as an aside, the "holiday" is just a day we eat--and a day that we are thankful to have food and a home and family and a few things besides. The history of the holiday is despicable and the fact that it is now just "Black Friday Eve"...well honestly, we just do our own thing.

But even more wonderful than the day of feasting, are the LEFTOVERS. I only make a ham once a year...and it is on Thanksgiving (sometimes we do it on Wednesday or Thursday or Friday)...just depends on everyone's schedule. I digress. I look forward to the delicious ham and then the bone! That lovely ham bone to make my favorite pot of butter beans--of which I also only make one time a year.

Anyway, a couple of years ago, my SO decided to clear the plates. I was in another room and went I went out there, he had thrown my lovely ham bone with all of the beautiful ham stringing off of it...away.

mg:

He really did catch hell for that....and everytime I look at my ham, I am reminded of that and reminded to threaten him with a fate worse than death if he ever touches my precious ham bone again!

[Arkansas Granny]

1. My daughter and I have my son in law well trained when it comes to that ham bone.

He buys a brand new blade for his Sawzall every year just so he has a clean one to cut that ham bone in half for us so we can use it in two different recipes.

That bone is sacrosanct!

[Horse with no Name]

2. I was not very happy...

I love the saw idea!

[noamnety]

3. I understand and feel your pain.

I still remember which teacher, a decade ago, throughout the leftover big block of chocolate from the senior brunch chocolate fountain at the end of the school year. Asshole!