J. Michael Malaprop

 I plan to spend the Thanksgiving Holiday (Nov 24th) with my dear friends Ron and Char T. who used to live in Sarasota, FL . They are now in St. Petersburg FL.

I chatted with Char today and offered to bring Hasselback Potatoes to the feast.


Char accepted my offer and we ended our chat.

'Twas only then that I realized that I had been calling them Hackensack Potatoes  not Hasselback.


Ooops!





 





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