I'm sorry for you. That was a poor choice for coffee, old and cold. French Vanilla is a better choice.And pumpkin isn't pumpkin, but some other type of squash that is specifically grown to be labeled as pumpkin. Apparently, false advertizing is legal.
I drink coffee black, but keep some flavor of liquid creamer in the refrigerator to make that last cold, bitter and re-heated cup palatable. The last shopping day I grabbed a container of pumpkin spice.
Oh, I like that flavor, too, and several others.I'm sorry for you. That was a poor choice for coffee, old and cold. French Vanilla is a better choice.
And a hard right drift, at that.Drifting right is much preferred over drifting left. Just sayin'.
I am the lucky recipient of the family cleaver. That's the big one in the bottom of the photo. It was my Dad's Uncle Willis's cleaver. My Dad's Father made the cleaver in his smithy from a plough share. The middle one is a Biddell. The top is another home made I think. The big knife is my pig sticker. After you pop a butcher hog in the head you hoist it up on a gambrel while the heart is still pumping and stick it from the front sort of along side the neck into the heart. If you're makin' blood sausage you catch the blood in a big clean pan and have a kid handy with a big goose feather to keep stirring the blood to keep it from coagulating.I use two cleavers. A light & heavy. I picked up mine in the garage sale, oh my goodness, 20+ years ago. I don't know what it weighs, but it's solid, it's a quarter inch thick View attachment 23542and at least 8 inches long what is lit a hard life before I got it. I was always going to put a new handle on it.
The light has no markings and a antler handle. It is nice to work with and yes razor sharp.
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The older I get the more I realize why the Grinch lived alone with his dog
The older I get the more I realize why the Grinch lived alone with his dog