Smiley: A-peeling story

Mike Manes, of New Iberia, says, “Your recent story about brothers ‘sharing’ their gum reminds me of an incident in our home about 30 years ago.

“My oldest son, Slade, asked his mama, Sheila, if he could have a banana.

“She said he could, but he should share it with his brother, Seth, since there was only one banana left.

“Minutes later Seth walked into the den with ‘goo’ dripping from his lips.

“When Sheila inquired what he was eating, Slade responded, ‘That’s his share of the banana. I ate the inside and gave him the outside.’ ”

Fear ‘The Creature’

Hal W. Gould says the Tuesday column item about octopus gumbo reminded him of an incident when he had his first job as a waiter at the old Holiday Inn in St. Francisville:

“A couple of genteel little elderly ladies sat at a table in my section and ordered bowls of gumbo.

“I went to the kitchen where I served up their gumbo.

“As I did so, half a crab wound up in one of the bowls.

“After serving them, I became aware that they were not native to south Louisiana.

“The one who had received the bowl with the half crab (legs sticking up out of the gumbo) requested that I take the bowl back to the kitchen and remove ‘the creature’ from it.”

Creative advertising

Ralph Marino’s story indicates his wife, Jeanette, is ready for the advertising business:

“Prior to our monthly Cajun French Music Association dance at the UCT Hall, my wife and I get calls inquiring about the dances and asking about the location of the hall.

“We tell them the hall is on Florida Boulevard across from the Rabenhorst Funeral Home.

“Jeanette is always looking for ways to promote our dances, and — using her best Istrouma ’59 logic — popped up with a great copy idea:

“ ‘Come exercise doing some Cajun dancing, meet nice people, have a beer and you will likely delay the day you meet Mr. Rabenhorst on the other side of Florida.’ ”

Meaty topic

Joe L. Herring says milk, ice and vegetables weren’t the only things that used to be delivered to your home in a wagon:

“In Ruston, where my grandparents lived, a man with a horse (sometimes a mule) pulled a wagon about 10 feet long delivering meat.

He usually had a half of beef, half of a hog, dressed chickens, sometimes ducks, and some cut meat.

“If he did not have the cut my grandmother wanted, he would cut it from the meat sides.

“No refrigeration, just a white sheet to cover the meat.”

Bread in the box

Daniel M. Jeffrey, of Jeanerette, tells of another product delivered to his home:

“In the late ’30s when I was a teenager, we had a wooden box on a fence post at the roadside.

LeJeune’s Bakery on Main Street in Jeanerettte (Est. 1884) had rural delivery of bread before daybreak.”

He says LeJeune’s still makes the best French bread in the area.

They got a home

The “Attic Trash and Treasure Sale” put on March 8-10 by the Inner Wheel Club has a new home — the old Wal-Mart on Plank Road in Baker.

The sale will be from 7:30 a.m. to 4 p.m. March 8; 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. March 9; and 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. March 10 (half-off day).

The sale benefits Brave Heart Children in Need, St. Vincent de Paul charities, Mary Bird Perkins Cancer Center and other worthy groups.

To make a donation of an item to be sold call (225) 329-3243 or (225) 937-4137.

Remember when

The Old South Baton Rouge Project seeks people “who want to share information, pictures, etc., regarding various businesses, entrepreneurs, medical professionals, etc., in south Baton Rouge.”

At the Leo S. Butler Community Center, call Helen Rutledge at (225) 389-4860, or call Mada McDonald at (225) 936–5922.

Head games

George Lane says, “Enjoying your readers’ experiences with consuming Louisiana cuisine around the world.

“I recalled that when I held my first crawfish boil on the ‘Left Coast,’ a bemused and somewhat bewildered lady picked up a freshly boiled steaming Louisiana crustacean and exclaimed to me, ‘You want me to suck WHAT?’

“However, she had no problems with the tail.”

Strange device

Here’s a story of a failure to communicate from Pat Compton, of Bunkie:

“Several years ago, I had a friend who was a dean at McNeese State University.

“He was in the process of hiring a student office aide, and called in the student who had been selected to congratulate him.

“He told the student he had some notes for him and asked if he had a pencil handy.

“To which the student asked, ‘What is a pencil handy?’ ”

Write Smiley at Smiley@theadvocate.com. He can also be reached by fax at (225) 388-0351 or mail at P.O. Box 588, Baton Rouge, LA 70821.