h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Never mind all the cookies, proper mud Mudpies played a big part in MY childhood. We used to hide in the hedge and chuck them out at passing cars. A most satisfying sound they used to make as they hit the windscreen. Extra points for farmers in tractors with no windscreen.

Ah, but the problem with throwing them at farmers is ensuring that that brown stuff really -is- mud. Give it a good sniff. The consistency is so important... not too sloppy, and not too dry. Just enough water to make it hold together, then a little bit for for effect.

Ginger gingerly left out the part about "and anything it contains" in the second 'recipie'.

If I don't get this in, I'm never going to get the post finished. (I haven't dared move on, even to finish Ginger's self-interview for fear that I'd forget! )

I just wanted to make it perfectly clear (should she happen upon the above comment) that I was -not- complaining, merely observing. In fact, I was surprised that my article remained nearly exactly as I'd written, with but a few minor changes (Thanks, Ginger!) ... as I had -originally- written it, no less, without the tags I'd added later on DT's suggestion.

I think you're doing a great job, folks!

Congraties on your first article, Miss Anonymouse

Congratulations, my dear.

One of my favorite cookies. Mud pies and Snikerdoodles were the first I taught my daughter to make.
Real Mud pies she taught me to make.
Ah, sharing...

Kids are ky00t3 that way. (Actually, believe it or not, my mother told me how to make real mudpies and I was out making them as soon as she turned her back.. in coal-cinder-dirt, no less. )

*blush* And thank you both.