I got up at 7 a.m. this morning, went into the kitchen to make coffee, and there were the Orphan Reds, those scamps, already getting into the apples I'd baked last night for Thanksgiving dessert.
(They had been given forks this week by a coworker of mine.)
*My father used to say, "How bout them apples?"
I just looked it up.
Supposedly the phrase has its roots in World War I, where Allied troops referred to a mortar with a round shell as a “toffee apple”.
In the film Rio Bravo (1959––my father would have been 28, so that could be where he got it), a character fires one of these round mortars at the enemy and exclaims, “How do you like them apples?”
(They had been given forks this week by a coworker of mine.)
Happy Thanksgiving, Blogland!!!
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*My father used to say, "How bout them apples?"
I just looked it up.
Supposedly the phrase has its roots in World War I, where Allied troops referred to a mortar with a round shell as a “toffee apple”.
In the film Rio Bravo (1959––my father would have been 28, so that could be where he got it), a character fires one of these round mortars at the enemy and exclaims, “How do you like them apples?”
