Do we need to start a "Does This Look Like Listeria?" thread?
Check Your Fridge
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I wonder if Boars Head tried that before they fessed up?
IT’S SUGAR CRYSTALS.
Well, Liverwurst is much, much better with a few years on it.
Listeria you can get this form vegetables, meat all bought from a grocery storePeople are dying from this, and more will in the weeks to come (Listeria develops slowly):
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Check Your Fridge: Boar's Head Has Recalled an Additional 7 Million Pounds of Deli Meat Nationwide
Boar’s Head Products announced it's recalling more than 7 million pounds of deli meat — including bacon, hot dogs, and all liverwurst products currently available across the U.S. — as they may be contaminated with Listeria.www.foodandwine.com
Also, people in the industry say the infected plant in Virginia made lots of other brands, and more recalls are on the way.
I asked my wife, "Is that ham you bought me OK?" and she said "You'll be fine. Eat up!"
I used to buy Boar's Head when I lived in STL, it was much cheaper back then....but now? $15 for a pound of deli meat? sheeeit!
I buy Krakus ham and get it sliced super thin....that's what a make my Freubens with (that what I call a fake reuben).
As for listeria...between the deli meat and the salad mix, I know I've had my fair share, but its usually just squirty on the back end...no other symptoms.
And I always go for the scotch and whiskey for stomach ailments.
I buy Krakus ham and get it sliced super thin....that's what a make my Freubens with (that what I call a fake reuben).
As for listeria...between the deli meat and the salad mix, I know I've had my fair share, but its usually just squirty on the back end...no other symptoms.
And I always go for the scotch and whiskey for stomach ailments.
Pray that it doesn't reach climbing floral plants. "Wisteria Listeria Hysteria sweeps nation. Film at 11."
I thought it was a mouthwash.
Oh, never mind! [Gilda Radnor style] It was Listerine.
Good old Joseph Lister.
Oh, never mind! [Gilda Radnor style] It was Listerine.
Good old Joseph Lister.
Thanks to my upbringing, I can honestly say I’ve not ever myself stolen anything in all my life. Not ever.
But the summer I was 17 I was in a car with a bunch of my friends who raided a shed by a watermelon patch and stole some watermelons.
I knew better, and my conscience hurt me, but when they iced down those melons and cracked them open on Main Street in Humansville I ate more than my share of them.
All of us got a little sick, from those melons.
I was the one that spent two weeks in two hospitals and lost 25 pounds and was so sick I thought I might die, of salmonella.
Which begs the question, are these food borne illnesses, just the result of poor agriculture practices?
Or is it all part, of a greater plan, a fate we can’t avoid or which we deserve?
But the summer I was 17 I was in a car with a bunch of my friends who raided a shed by a watermelon patch and stole some watermelons.
I knew better, and my conscience hurt me, but when they iced down those melons and cracked them open on Main Street in Humansville I ate more than my share of them.
All of us got a little sick, from those melons.
I was the one that spent two weeks in two hospitals and lost 25 pounds and was so sick I thought I might die, of salmonella.
Which begs the question, are these food borne illnesses, just the result of poor agriculture practices?
Or is it all part, of a greater plan, a fate we can’t avoid or which we deserve?
In my sixty six years the two weeks or so I was deathly sick with salmonella in the late summer of 1975 is by far the sickest I’ve ever been.
The other boys had perhaps the equivalent of a bad flu, but I got sicker by the day, couldn’t eat anything solid, and felt my mortality for the first time.
School started, and my mother went back to teaching, and I lay day by day in a little hospital in Osceola Missouri while they ran tests.
One morning my doctor came in with a kid that didn’t look as old as me, a young intern.
The doctor told the intern kid I’d been there about ten days, was on glucose interveinously for hydration and nutrition, and they were waiting on tests for a diagnosis.
He looked down at me and smiled, and said
We don’t know what’s wrong with you, but we do hope you recover.
I knew the number of the office at Fair Play where my mother taught, I called her, and in a half hour I heard Mama announcing down the hall she’d come to get me and she was extremely unhappy with my care.
An hour later I remember nurses helping me in a wheelchair in Cox Regional at Springfield , then tests, and a young doctor asked me
Did you eat any raw fruits or vegetables or go swimming in a river or pond before you got sick?
I told him about the watermelon we ate after we’d all swam in the Sac River at Caplinger Mills.
Within the hour I was diagnosed with salmonella and they gave me something for it, I felt better in a couple of hours, and they had me eat steaks, pizza, fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy,
I’d lost 25 pounds, from 170 to 145.
I never told Mama about the stolen watermelon, blaming it on that nasty old river at Caplinger.
But I lived to learn when you bury your mother there goes the last soul on this earth that you can really count on to help you, when you think the reaper is peeping over your shoulder.
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