Dammit, who the HELL ate my apricot square????

Okay, I took TWO, count 'em, TWO apricot squares out of the freezer to thaw while I was taking a shower.

I get out, get dressed, enter the kitchen. There is now only ONE apricot square sitting on the napkin on the counter.

I asked my mother and sister, both denied eating it. My father denied eating it.

GodDAMMIT, one of you fartknockers ate my apricot square!!!

Fucking ADMIT IT!!!

It wasn’t me. A lemon square I’d steal in a heartbeat, but apricot? Ugh, no. Plus I was, um, watching TV. Yeah.

Unless you have a dog, I’m sorry to say that it was probably your father. They do things like that.

That’ll teach ya

I took it.

I knew that as a communist, you wouldn’t mind if I redistributed the wealth, and as a capitalist I didn’t mind redistributing it to me.

Remember, as Ayn Rand said: A[sub]pricot[/sub] IS A[sub]pricot[/sub]!

:smiley: :wink:


My dog is an 11 year old Westie with arthritis. I doubt she could get on the counter.

None of the cats would touch that sort of thing-and if they did, there would be evidence-messy shredded napkins, leftover parts of apricot.

That leaves Mom, Dad, and Sis. THey are all equal suspects at this point.

You do realize that you are going to Hell, right?


Oh man!

I went to the cupboard to get a glass and found my apricot squares-my dad said, “Oh, I forgot, I put them in the cupboard so no one would eat them while they thawed, and then I forgot.”


Apricot? Yuck.
Ugh, I’m with Jodi. Lemon square? I’d be wiping the powdered sugar off my face while denying I ate it.
Apricot? Yuck. You couldn’t pay me to eat something with either apricots or peaches on it. Yuck.

You know, there’s a fairly good metaphor for left-wing vs. right-wing ideologies buried somewhere in this thread.

Or was that the whole point? :smiley:

For some reason, that thread title sounds like the title of a folk tune from the 1800s.

Okay, you people. Quit poo pooing the apricot squares.

I didn’t eat it, but I’ve got one question.
Can I have the recipe please? :smiley:
:: mmmmmm, apricot ::

I’ll have to ask my grandmother-she sent them over.

Is it the kind where the bottom crust is a compressed oatmeal mixture, and then over the apricot stuff is a looser oatmeal crumbly stuff…
Mmmmmm-mmmmmm those are good. You can make them with other fruits, but apricot filling is really the best for this sort of bar.

My Better Home & Gardens cookbook (the one with the red-checked cover) has these bars. A classic.

You mean this isn’t some commie variation of “Who Moved My Cheese”? :smiley:

I don’t think it’s oatmeal-no, it’s more like a crumbly buttery soft crumbs…sooooo good.

Wait a minute, I’m confused. He hid THEM? What about the one that was still out on the counter?

Something is still rotten in Guinastasia’s kitchen.

That one was set out by my mother.

In a communist society, the distribution of apricot squares would have been organized beforehand. The anarchy of capitalist distribution almost guaranteed Guinastasia would have run into this situation sooner or later.

So there. :stuck_out_tongue: :wink:

smashes apricot and crumb goo in Olent’s Lenin hair-do

Wait’ll I tell yer grandma what you did with her cooking. She’ll never make nothin’ for you again, that’s for sure.