Well, cow patties are round. And cinnamon is brown.
Ford City PA
Oh my I never connected that lol!
There is a striking resemblance between a typical lumpy dark brown irregularly shaped but mostly flat apple fritter and a pile of animal dung.
I am going to pass this particular bit of information to my family members lol.
I was too slow with my edit …
Here’s a pic for your family’s enjoyment:
I think the hand gives that pic some extra comedy value. Gimme a big handful of yummy dung please! Mmm Mmm … Good!
LOL the picture is great!
My grandfather used to call cheap beer a ‘Colorado Koolaid.’ It was definitely meant affectionately because they were from rural Colorado.
As background, you have to know that “beeyoop” was my dad’s jokey kid’s word for “fart.” Once my sister and I went away to camp for multiple weeks. At our first dinner back, our littlest sister, who had been too young to go, asked Dad to “please pass the beeyoops.”
Dad handed her the bowl of pork and beans. My sister and I looked at each other. Then my sister said, “we obviously left her alone with him too long.”
Beeyoop is hilarious - thanks for the lift!
That was the nickname for Coors when I was a kid in the 70s.
That is hysterical - I love the beeyoop and beans story.
My recipe for rice pudding was hand-written by my mother, who copied what her mom had written for her, which was a copy of her recipe which came from her mother-in-law (my mom’s paternal grandmother).
It mentions that the cook may decided to put raisins in the rice pudding, but the kids (my maternal grandfather and his sisters) don’t like bugs in their rice pudding.
If there’s any sort of sauce (for example, gravy) on the table, my dad’s friend will ask if anybody wants spooge with their food.
I’m partial to calling anything stewlike “dead critters n’ glop”. The thicker the sauce the better the name works.
Great minds. My partner makes a delicious dish with eggplant, tomatoes, pine nuts, etc. that she made up herself. We couldn’t identify what category it was - thicker than a sauce, sorta stew-ish.
It is Eggplant Plop.
I occasionally refer to oatmeal as Cream of Knee Sock.
We called them training aids.
Sounds like Salisbury steaks, as made by Navy cooks. We called them trail markers.
I feel I should start calling sausages poop logs 
Now that’s a new one on me. And good for a chuckle. Thank you.
We said Dunkin’ Eggs because we dunked our toast in the runny yolks. We also had what we called Dirty Eggs. Those were also dunkin’ eggs but were cooked in the bacon grease so they had the tiny bits of bacon and whatever else is left behind in the bacon grease.