When my brothers and I were little, we loved it when my mom would clean out her cabinets and give us her old food to make experiments with. I do the same thing with my kids and they have just as good a time as I did when I was little.
The only difference seems to be that I thought I was making experiments, where as my kids think they are cooking. Oh my, they can whip up some "tasty" stuff. The worst was one time I had a couple of old jars of pickles. I took one whiff of that concoction and thought I was going to lose my lunch, Luckily, this time wasn't so bad and I pretended to eat their yummy meal.
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