I don’t recall if this was something we did with peas in the hole in the floor as children, or if it was my dad who told me that he did.
I got my dog to eat peas by smothering them in butter.
When I was growing up we always ate the crusts, but tossed the apple cores to Old Midnight, our horse.
That is, until he went to that great pasture in the sky. Then the cores, etc went to the cows or the llamas.
Or the chickens.
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