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Lol Angela, I expect the time is rapidly arriving when your son will be able to eat his father under the table. I always liked that bit in the boys life. My daughter could do a fairly thorough job, but the boys left her 'way behind. Omlettes became four eggers overnight, must have salad with that and a loaf of wholegrain. Each. A can of baked beans was not sufficient unless there was three sausages hiding under it. A rasher of bacon sort of morphed into 6, and mushrooms were just put on the table in the pot. Tomatoes far outstripped our growing capabilities, we used (well Shane did) to go to the market auctions at 4 am and buy by the crate/box. It was good stuff, and very fresh. We were buying for the rest home too, of course, 1 for us, 11 for them. It took ages to educate the staff, that the core of the tomato should be removed. I hate cores, yuck. Most of our patients were spoon people or feeds. To encounter a skin or a core was at best unpleasant. And it was the same at home. Still is.