Tinker Posted April 17, 2013 Share Posted April 17, 2013 Pressure Cooker I remember my Mom cooking stews in her pressure cooker and I got mine as a wedding gift along with a meat grinder and flour sifter now all relegated to the back of the cupboard. I have to admit I was a little afraid of my cooker I watched like a hawk while that round weight on top rocked back and forth just waiting for it to blow. So now that same kitchen basic makes headlines I guess I was right to fear it it seems it is the perfect host to send nails and ball bearings into the legs and guts of unsuspecting passers bye. -------------------- ---Judi Van Gorder More Boston Marathon Bombing poems see Frank's Marathon by Frank E Gibbard or my marathon haikus or April 15 Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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