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The cake for the ice-cream-parlor-hosted party (designed by father and son):
And they're called jimmies, never, ever, "sprinkles."
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The overkill was Jess' favorite part. Nice job!!
Posted by: Donna | 2006.07.23 at 03:45 PM
Where I'm from (not so far from you're from, I think) they're often called "jimmies" only if they're the chocolate variety.
Posted by: howard | 2006.07.23 at 09:21 PM
sprinkles!
Posted by: albert | 2006.07.24 at 10:15 AM
"Jimmies" is a reference to the Jim Crow Laws back in the civil rights era. Calling black sprinkles Jimmies is basically racist. On a lighter note, I enjoy your pictures! Keep up the good work :)
Posted by: brent | 2006.07.28 at 01:42 AM
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The overkill was Jess' favorite part. Nice job!!
Posted by: Donna | 2006.07.23 at 03:45 PM
Where I'm from (not so far from you're from, I think) they're often called "jimmies" only if they're the chocolate variety.
Posted by: howard | 2006.07.23 at 09:21 PM
sprinkles!
Posted by: albert | 2006.07.24 at 10:15 AM
"Jimmies" is a reference to the Jim Crow Laws back in the civil rights era. Calling black sprinkles Jimmies is basically racist. On a lighter note, I enjoy your pictures! Keep up the good work :)
Posted by: brent | 2006.07.28 at 01:42 AM