• Re: 810 goofy was oozy, b

    From NANCY BACKUS@1:123/140 to MICHAEL LOO on Thursday, May 31, 2018 18:50:00
    Quoting Michael Loo to Nancy Backus on 05-29-18 11:54 <=-

    So two containers where one used to suffice: ecological
    and practical unsoundness rolled up into one.
    The cookie sheet wouldn't (likely) get dirty, it's just for
    transport...
    So just use a normal one.
    I would... I've not invested in any of that silicon stuff myself
    anyway...
    Short-term gain is a big incentive for rolling out
    new products that really offer no advantage over what
    has been available already. Silpat sheets are okay,
    but they do nothing that greased or parchment-lined
    ordinary ones can't, plus they make a flatter product
    unless you put in too much flour.

    That sounds like a drawback to me... :) Unless one wants a flatter
    product, I suppose....

    But muffin tins made of the same material, which is
    how this particular subdiscussion got started, who
    was the genius who thought that up?

    Apparently someone who thought there was money in it....

    Oh, yes, I agree, not the pink ones.
    The "strawberry" ones usually have an off taste...
    It's been so long, for having avoided the taste,
    that it might be time for me to try it again just
    for jogging the memory's sake.
    Dunno as I've seen them lately... I did see a package of the Nabisco
    ones recently.... oh, I bet there are some in the bulk department...
    get a handful of each for the picnic, maybe...?
    I've seen them mostly in ethnic stores, as

    Is that where you got the green tea version of KitKats...? I wonder if
    there are similar flavors of the sugar wafers...

    various Asian types (read the J word) seem to
    have a fascination with weird things that have
    long been discarded by their western originators.
    They'll probably be cooking in silicone muffin
    tins in Tokyo and Singapore fifty years after
    everyone in America has thrown theirs out.

    No doubt... ;)

    of human accomplishments, but Shaw demurred: "What if
    the child turned out to have my looks and your brains?"
    I remember the story... quite apropos...
    Law of unintended consequences, which itself is
    often disobeyed or inapplicable, but which is true
    enough to give astute planners reason to be cautious.
    One would think... ;)
    There's a balance - but sometimes circumstances
    change or luck just runs out. Two years ago there
    was a monster "once in a thousand years" flood in
    Ellicott City, just a few miles from the Shipps';

    Yes, I was in town for that one... in MD for a niece's wedding...

    a couple days ago there there was another "once in
    a thousand years" flood, said to be even worse.
    Somehow 2016-2018 hardly constitutes a millennium.

    I heard on the radio someone interviewed that had fixed up his store
    after the first one, thinking, well if this is a millennium flood, it's
    worth fixing up and starting over again... he indicated this has made
    him rethink that... but he didn't say whether or not he'd be fixing up
    again or not... I suppose one could consider this one the one in
    thousand years for the next millennium.... But I also suppose that one shouldn't count on it... ;)

    While it's good to be charitable, one does have to also provide for
    one's own self, by using one's assets wisely... And it really isn't
    the responsibility of others to bail one out when one doesn't do so..
    I promised my father to keep an eye out after
    him - that's the main reason I do. It gives me
    no particular pleasure or gratification to do so.
    I know. Perhaps he's moved past that threat to disburse unwisely...
    or even, perhaps, forgotten the idea....
    Probably no and no, but it won't be my problem
    - I've done what I could to instill my version
    of good sense in him, and it has not worked at
    all: I've fulfilled my promise to my father
    the best I could, and it's Pontius Pilate time.

    I hear you... I'd tend to agree that you've fulfilled your promise...
    not much more you could do other than getting him declared incompetent
    and putting his share into a trust that doles out only what is needed,
    when needed...

    Probably not beef, because of the possibility
    of offending a minor part of the clientele.
    Goat would be possible, but why bother if you
    can toss the whole animal into the stew (which
    was the only nonchicken meat available).
    Lamb, maybe...? Were you at a buffet, or is this from the menu...?
    Lamb is expensive; goat not so much, plus a
    little goes a long way; chicken is of course cheap.

    True...

    The Vietnamese really slice their bo thin. I think
    they freeze it and then use a machine, at least over
    here. No clue what they do in Vietnam.
    Not sure how these people did it... :)
    Had the boss standing in front of them,
    no doubt.
    It's a little family-owned hole-in-the-wall place... ;)
    Worse ... dad.
    Or dad's mother... the real power behind the throne... ;)
    But dad's mother is usually working. Have you
    not noticed that in mom-and-pops, it's generally
    Pop who hangs around doing next to nothing?

    I was thinking in particular of a little Asian restaurant in our
    neighborhood some years ago... Dad was the cook, Mom was the
    hostess/waitress (assisted, as they got old enough, by the little
    girls), but Dad's mom wandered around the place, keeping little ones in
    line... and, one noted from time to time, made decisions for the kitchen
    and elsewhere... they all worked pretty hard, but dad's mother was the
    one cracking the whip, so to speak... :)

    That conforms to my no party part at least.
    In that case, the only parties were pretty much the major anniversary parties we threw for my parents... and I did do a few birthday parties
    for my son... he was allowed to invite (up to) as many friends as he was turning old... so 4 friends at his 4th bd party, eg... I gave that up
    after the disastrous 12th bd party, at which his friends (from school)
    ended up having a food fight... I vowed never again... although for his
    Good- or bad-natured food fight? To the
    cleaner-uppers that's not so relevant, but
    the context requires some context.

    I think it was intended to be good-natured, but it did get out of hand,
    and there were hurt feelings at the very least, to say nothing of the
    mess I ended up having to clean up...

    16th birthday, we did invite those same kids, with a couple more, for a party at a local skating rink... thankfully they'd grown up since in the interim, and behaved much better.... ;)
    Did you hear about the fight that got so
    vicious that a hockey game broke out?

    Heh.

    ttyl neb

    ... Space is curved. Either that or my car pulls to the left.

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