Spagettios w/Franks were, are, & always will be a gift from above!

— Glen Piper (@glenpiper) January 8, 2012

Believe not the rantings of naysayers; Spaghettios w/Franks are one of God's sublime culinary gifts to His beloved children. It's one Kingdom of the Left way that we can know that He loves us.

Additionally, Sw/F were a way that I knew my mumma loved me, as that is my earliest memory of a way in which she made me feel special by using food to indulge me, even at the risk of sneaking it by my dad (right, bigsis?).

While plain Spaghettios were ok (but w/Meatballs were, simply, caca) Sw/Franks were my manna. I loved those little sliced franks so much that it was no effort at all to get enough labels to send away to get my very own Spagettios spoon!

Which I then used so much that the finish was warn away after a very short while! It is, and will always be one of my prized posessions!

For me & my tastes, there is but one acceptable substitute for the "real" franks, and I owe to my Grandpa Piper and his belief that Sw/Franks was too expensive compared to plain ol' Spaghettios...

Thanks to Grandpa, I developed a taste for vienna sausages, which I still have to this day (though my wimminfolk are loathe to let me indulge this particular taste...). For this, and many, many other things, I am grateful to my paternal grandfather!

In closing, @frankgillespie, I'm sorry my green friend but no matter what you misguidedly contend in your reply, you're wrong! :^)

-ghp