if you do a "google" on fried bananas with syrup, you'll get more recipes than you want...

Banana Foster! That's the one. No wonder I went deaf. It's the rum. Thanks, JJ.

No Dee, I never heard of salted peanuts in a coca cola. but I promise you I'll try it! I'll let you know how I liked it; burp and all! lol

Edelweiss...if you can find the little packs of salted peanuts that's the best. Take an ice cold coka cola and slowly pour the salted peanuts into the coke...it should start to foam a little...you add a few, drink and eat the peanuts...(yum)...pour more peanuts in your coke, drink and eat...and pretty soon you'll have lots of peanuts floating in your coke...man, I've given myself a craving...

JJ...okay...pineapple AND peanut butter AND mayo? I've made pineapple and mayo but never combined it with peanut butter...I'm with Jabber...all three sound pretty disgusting. Not sure I want to try that one.
Banana Foster...YUM YUM YUM

Glad to know there are fellow bug/critter catchers here. Anne, you had pet snakes? Not e when I was a kid, but in the course of 'paying for my raising' my oldest son was a snake person. He knew good from bad, & I got called to his 3rd grade teachers once for him taking a snake he caught on the playground both into the classoom & brought it home on the bus! HE kept pet snakes - I used to help him catch snakes for his pet snake to consume. His last snake was a 13ft Bermese Python. Ding-Gong me gave it to him for his 16th B-day!

Qball,
When I was a kid, I saw my adoptive maternal grandmother us a shovel to chop the head off a rather large snake. I'll never forget it. And I've hated snakes ever since. Don't like spiders, either. There were lots of spiders in the barn, hay.

I'm with you on the vivid memories of beheaded snakes. And the spiders, them and wasps..I declair "lol that's southern" that a wasp will chase you, especially those large Red angry ones. Although once while wheelchair bound 'home alone' I used wasp spray on a rather large jumping spider who was playing hopscotch on my ceiling. He fell to the floor and I rolled back to get out of his decent path. When he hit the floor he started running straight toward me with his little front feelie things up in the air. LOL I thought it was coincedence, nope, where ever I rolled here he came! At a backwards glance it was quite funny, since I wasn't all that experieced at wheelchair manuvers, just me and a doped up spider in battle. One PO'd Sprider at that...carpet or not I nailed his butt with one of DH's cowboy boots! Finally a reason to be glad he don't always put his boots away.

Goody, spiders. My curiosity with them as a child went the full hog. I remember catching one, pulling off a leg to see whether it could still walk with the remaining 7.

LOLA! Eueee You did What? Well did it limp or what? I caught Grandaddy long legs a few ties but always got the heebeejeebies and tossed them. Any other spider stories in your youth? WOW A girl who liked spiders, how bout now? I once put a tree frog in a city kids jumpsuit..LOL

I stayed away from frogs, QBall. I've always had a yikes! moment with them. Funnily enough, I am not averse to eating them now. And, snails.

Yep. It limped on 7 legs I must say, I was quite good at catching those on a webspin and trying to pull the silk from that end. Yep. Spidergirl personified. I even used to let them crawl up my arms and wanted one as a pet. Never been allowed one though. Mom was terrified of them. So, was Dad. I'd have rescued you from that spider.