Heather from Gild the Voodoolily caused me to squirm the other day and get your minds out of the gutter (no prostate check) but she "MEME'ed" me, "tagged me" like rhino in the Serengeti that's been earmarked to divulge all.
I was thinking, how much shall I divulge? What shall I share or what shall I keep?
I wasn't enthused about being tagged but I'm a good sport and I'll pretend to play along.
Let's say I were to play the MEME game, I would:
- Perhaps I'd be the type of person that always like to have the different foods on his plate separate...meat at 12 O'clock, potatoes at 3 O'clock, veggies and 9. Regardless of the presentaion, I'll rearrange my plate's food so that's it separate.
- I might be the type of person that still hides under the covers at night when thunder & lightning strikes..."I see dead people"!
- As a young boy, whilst playing with other kids and cousins, the toys used to get all mixed up and the parents were left with the conundrum of how to separate the toys. Lil' Petey had the unique talent of being able to to actually "sniff out" which toys belonged to whom as each home, person, item had a unique smell to it.
- As a Greek child, I was hyper, would play - ALOT and would sometimes go out of the house in the morning and return at night. I would get spanked. As a Greek kid, the ritual spanking occurred courtesy of the "pandofla" or slipper. I am forever emotionally scarred.
- Finally (if I were playing the MEME) game, to this day I still receive anonymous Father's Day cards. I've been promised to meet my offspring next year, "fer sure"!
Katerina from Daily Unadventures in Cooking
Elly of Elly Says OPA!
Maryann of Finding La Dolce Vita
Louise of Blue Cat-Gato Azure - Chat Bleu
Costas of I Love Olive Oil
These are the rules: 1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. Share 5 facts about yourself
3. Tag 5 people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. Let them know they've been tagged by leaving a comment at their Blogs.
15 comments:
Love your childhood pic Peter - very cute!
Too funny!
My favorite is No. 3. That is practically a super-human power you had as a child, Peter. I hope you've managed to maintain such a keen sense of smell!
Your sense of smell is what makes you an excellent cook to this day. Very perceptive Peter. Love the kidlet photo!
If I were to comment on your post I'd say that you were very cute as as young boy.
Aww, look at Petey, so glad you've been tagged!
Oh dear... still hiding under the covers at night when thunder & lightning strikes... soooo cute :)
Traumatized by a slipper. haha. We got the wooden spoon. The big one my mom used for the Sunday sauce. hint:They are breakable :)
I'll try to put something together soon.
Thanks for sharing about yourself. I really like that aspect of blogging.
Awwwww- Pudgy Pete!
I got spanked when I was a kid too, but with a wooden spoon. I wonder why I like to cook?
Thanks for playing along, Peter. I wait with bated breath to hear stories of meeting your offspring. :)
Cakelaw, emphasis on cute child pic!
Costa and Val, the sense of smell is still there...especially since quitting cigs.
Maryann and Heather, us Greek kids also got the wooden spoon and the thin, broomstick-like rolling pin...the pandofla was lightning quick though.
Heather, stop panting.
HAHAHAHA - you kept "pudgy petey" after all these years?!
anyway, i'll give cute where cute is due :)
He, he, he... love to know your hidden secrets!!! You look so cute in the picture! Wonder why (here in Spain too) no matter it was cold or hot, all young boys weared short trousers!!!
Have you read Das Parfum (The Perfume) by Patrick Suskind? There was also a movie (The Perfume) based on the book. May be your discerning olfactory senses was an indication of a chef in the making :)
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