How does the presence of a single pea tell if one is dainty? He should have placed a portion of Mrs. Wolowitz's meatloaf instead.

Someone isn't familiar with the original story.

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@znexyish said:

How does the presence of a single pea tell if one is dainty? He should have placed a portion of Mrs. Wolowitz's meatloaf instead.

I don't know, but if she were to eat Mrs. Wolowitz's meatloaf the story might have to be called, "The Princess and the Diarrhea".

@Lemons🌻 said:

Based on Hans Christian Andorkson's "The Princess and the Pea".

"The Princess and the Pea-Sized Brownie"

Once upon a time in a land moderately far away lived a handsome prince who was looking for a princess. Try as he might, he could not find a princess dainty enough to be his bride. But then, on a dark stormy night a young maiden arrived, tired and disheveled but ridicuusly beautifullo. Prince Tim wanted to marry her at once but he wasn't sure that she was a real princess. So, he decided to put her to the test. That night he hid a pea-sized brownie under 10 mattresses and asked her to sleep upon them. The next morning she awoke and proclaimed she'd had the best night's sleep she had ever had! Prince Tim knew she could not be a real, dainty princess if the pea-sized brownie had not hurt her back, but when he saw that she had not eaten it, and instead had left it for him, he married her anyway. (The vows did include him always getting the corner pieces of any future brownie batches.)

~The end.~

Obviously made up.

If it were up to me I would have her genealogy traced on line to find out if she were a real Princess. That way I wouldn't have to put up with a mooshed up brownie with blanket fuzz in it. But if she was truly and ridiculously beautiful Prince Tim might-I say might invite her to the Sunday afternoon Sociable and listen to the band. If she brings more brownies.

@Lemons🌻 said:

Based on Hans Christian Andorkson's "The Princess and the Pea".

"The Princess and the Pea-Sized Brownie"

Once upon a time in a land moderately far away lived a handsome prince who was looking for a princess. Try as he might, he could not find a princess dainty enough to be his bride. But then, on a dark stormy night a young maiden arrived, tired and disheveled but ridiculously beautiful. Prince Tim wanted to marry her at once but he wasn't sure that she was a real princess. So, he decided to put her to the test. That night he hid a pea-sized brownie under 10 mattresses and asked her to sleep upon them. The next morning she awoke and proclaimed she'd had the best night's sleep she had ever had! Prince Tim knew she could not be a real, dainty princess if the pea-sized brownie had not hurt her back, but when he saw that she had not eaten it, and instead had left it for him, he married her anyway. (The vows did include him always getting the corner pieces of any future brownie batches.)

~The end.~

Welcome (back) @Lemons.

@wonder2wonder said:

@Lemons🌻 said:

Based on Hans Christian Andorkson's "The Princess and the Pea".

"The Princess and the Pea-Sized Brownie"

Once upon a time in a land moderately far away lived a handsome prince who was looking for a princess. Try as he might, he could not find a princess dainty enough to be his bride. But then, on a dark stormy night a young maiden arrived, tired and disheveled but ridiculously beautiful. Prince Tim wanted to marry her at once but he wasn't sure that she was a real princess. So, he decided to put her to the test. That night he hid a pea-sized brownie under 10 mattresses and asked her to sleep upon them. The next morning she awoke and proclaimed she'd had the best night's sleep she had ever had! Prince Tim knew she could not be a real, dainty princess if the pea-sized brownie had not hurt her back, but when he saw that she had not eaten it, and instead had left it for him, he married her anyway. (The vows did include him always getting the corner pieces of any future brownie batches.)

~The end.~

Welcome (back) @Lemons.

Thank you 💛

@znexyish said:

How does the presence of a single pea tell if one is dainty? He should have placed a portion of Mrs. Wolowitz's meatloaf instead.

Hello @znexyish. Back too?! I hope to see you at the other boards soon.

@Tim-Buktu said:

Obviously made up.

If it were up to me I would have her genealogy traced on line to find out if she were a real Princess. That way I wouldn't have to put up with a mooshed up brownie with blanket fuzz in it. But if she was truly and ridiculously beautiful Prince Tim might-I say might invite her to the Sunday afternoon Sociable and listen to the band. If she brings more brownies.

This story took place before online genealogy days. In the days of yore, you might say, when people walked around wearing leather and swords and stuff.

But it's nice that you would take her to an afternoon full of savory crackers.

Once upon a time (about two and a half years ago) ...it was a Thursday, in the land of Far Away-NOT Far Far Away (the property rates there are ridiculous) there lived a Princess. Well not really a Princess but a pretty nice person. She had longed to find someone who shared her love of brownies. She searched high and low until she met...The Strange Doctor Weird (cue the mysterious music) He told her, after many strange and intricate gestures that she must seek out the Frog Prince who would show her what she wanted.

Sadly, she turned to her quest. She spent many hours that felt like days stomping through swamps and marshes in search of the Frog Prince. She found many frogs. Some of them tricked her into kissing them but you'll get that if you travel through swamps. A lot of frogs enjoyed living under her dress. She had to be careful not to disturb them. Finally, she found a frog who told her where a Prince lived who liked brownies. She hurried to the place. It was a very high tower. The only way up was an exceedingly tall and sketchy looking escalator.

She hung her head and turned away.

Then the frogs told her that the Frog Prince could help her.

The Frog Prince was a magnificent personage with a gold crown and a purple robe. Yes, he would help her IF she brought him 100 flies.

Right -back to the swamps.

The next day she returned to the Frog Prince with the required 100 flies. The Frog Prince and his retinue returned to the escalator of doom. The Frog Prince solemnly looked at the device and slowly pressed the STOP button. The escalator suddenly transformed into a normal stairway.

The Princess ran to the top of the stair. The door was locked and on the door was a note. "Sorry to miss you but I had to go to the store. I promised I'd bring lemonade to the Sunday Afternoon Sociable but I'm all out of lemons."

@Tim-Buktu said:

Once upon a time (about two and a half years ago) ...it was a Thursday, in the land of Far Away-NOT Far Far Away (the property rates there are ridiculous) there lived a Princess. Well not really a Princess but a pretty nice person. She had longed to find someone who shared her love of brownies. She searched high and low until she met...The Strange Doctor Weird (cue the mysterious music) He told her, after many strange and intricate gestures that she must seek out the Frog Prince who would show her what she wanted.

Sadly, she turned to her quest. She spent many hours that felt like days stomping through swamps and marshes in search of the Frog Prince. She found many frogs. Some of them tricked her into kissing them but you'll get that if you travel through swamps. A lot of frogs enjoyed living under her dress. She had to be careful not to disturb them. Finally, she found a frog who told her where a Prince lived who liked brownies. She hurried to the place. It was a very high tower. The only way up was an exceedingly tall and sketchy looking escalator.

She hung her head and turned away.

Then the frogs told her that the Frog Prince could help her.

The Frog Prince was a magnificent personage with a gold crown and a purple robe. Yes, he would help her IF she brought him 100 flies.

Right -back to the swamps.

The next day she returned to the Frog Prince with the required 100 flies. The Frog Prince and his retinue returned to the escalator of doom. The Frog Prince solemnly looked at the device and slowly pressed the STOP button. The escalator suddenly transformed into a normal stairway.

The Princess ran to the top of the stair. The door was locked and on the door was a note. "Sorry to miss you but I had to go to the store. I promised I'd bring lemonade to the Sunday Afternoon Sociable but I'm all out of lemons."

"Some of them tricked her into kissing them but you'll get that if you travel through swamps."😂😂

I vote we just continue telling this story as long as we want to. Here's chapter 2:

The princess was distraught that she had missed the prince but as it was Thursday she understood his trip to the grocery store. After all it was triple coupon day.

The princess decided to wait for him to return and sweep her away to the Sunday afternoon gathering full of brownies and lemonade. The combination of the two made her lips pucker but she so desired her prince that she decided she would try the perilous combination anyway. She sat and waited patiently, talking to the frogs under her skirt about why a Sunday afternoon gathering might be named after a Nabisco savory cracker.

Finally the prince returned, and struck by her citric beauty (he decided to overlook the amphibians under her skirt), he invited her in. He also called a local builder, Lars the Crawdad, to replace the escalator of death with regular stairs that afternoon. (He had seen him advertised in a mailer that had come the other day.)

Now you just hold on there young missy.

That escalator has been in the family for generations.

We are NOT going to give it up just because some pretty face shows up flashing her brownies and lemonade. This is not up for debate.

Now if you'll excuse us we have to get ready for a date. We're taking the Frog Princes sister out. She is also cute in her own way. We call her Legs.

@Tim-Buktu said:

Now you just hold on there young missy.

That escalator has been in the family for generations.

We are NOT going to give it up just because some pretty face shows up flashing her brownies and lemonade. This is not up for debate.

Now if you'll excuse us we have to get ready for a date. We're taking the Frog Princes sister out. She is also cute in her own way. We call her Legs.

Sir Tim, may I inquire who is this "we" you speak of? Are both you and the now out-of-work Lars the Crawdad taking her out?

I guess I can understand your sentimental attachment to your escalator. My family has an heirloom cement gutter-water-catcher that it would be awfully hard to part with.

In these days of modern times, it's difficult to find the right pronoun. I just want to assure you that there is a difference between the narrator and the protagonist in this story.

I've never seen a cement gutter before. Unless you mean the ones at the edge of the street.

@Tim-Buktu said:

In these days of modern times, it's difficult to find the right pronoun. I just want to assure you that there is a difference between the narrator and the protagonist in this story.

I've never seen a cement gutter before. Unless you mean the ones at the edge of the street.

Yes I have gotten a little confused as to whether we're the ones telling the story or the characters in it. 😂 Perhaps we could pen a new story now that we've worked our story writing muscles again a little bit. Message Board story writing is kind of like riding a bike. You never completely forget how but when you do it again for the first time in a while you might get distracted by your neighbor's dog, wobble a bit, run over some rocks and fall sideways into some tall weeds. And no, that description isn't extremely specific because that happened to me once on a bike. When I was eight.

As for the heirloom, it is a gutter water catcher. That which catches the water of the gutter. Not the gutter itself. You know that cement thing on the ground under the gutter spout?

As for the cement drains on the street, come now. What do you take my family for? Derelicts?