One year when we were living in Verl's home (now Dawna's) we had all of her family down for thanksgiving. We were in the midst of making carrot pudding in a pressure cooker when it blew off the top and spewed carrot pudding up to the ceiling and left a lasting scar that was there until the day Dawna and Scott remodeled the house. I always liked carrot pudding and was a little disappointed when I didn't get much that year. It was quite funny though when it happened. Grandma was always a bit embarrassed over it also.
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