Perhaps... I do miss my coffee.... never had it as a child, though, my parents didn't believe in giving kids coffee....
They were probably wiser than mine, but that's
no big surprise. We grew up on coffee milk (only
way I could be gotten to drink milk was coffee
or chocolate) and Coke.
Occasionally we had what they called cambric tea... but I think it
didn't have any tea in it, just milk in hot water.... If there was any
tea, it was mighty weak... But then, there wasn't any issue with
As I recall, the term has been used to jocularly
describe excessively weak tea, but normally the
beverage was a way to make kids feel grownup and
had just a dash of tea to color if any.
getting us to drink our milk... :) I've always liked chocolate milk,
too, though...
Strangely, perhaps, my preference was for chocolate
milk over milk chocolate. In the latter, the milk
taste was too prominent, especially with Hershey's,
which always reminded me of the taste of vomit.
I was thinking maybe the futon would work for xxCarol if she
makes it...
Or whomever; my main request is relatively few
loud noises.
I'm with you on that... and hopefully (should be, anyway) no problem in granting that... ;)
What if everyone snores? (except for me, of course, snork).
I've been told I only make quiet noises... ;)
Corroborated by earwitness experience.
Appearances can be deceiving - on some of the opera tours
I roomed with this kid who must have weighed 100 lb soaking
wet, and he snored like a buzz saw. I solved that problem by
staying out drinking with the brass players until 3-4-5 in
the morning, by which time Stanley had mostly settled down.
At least he finally wound down... ;)
He turned out to be a very thoughtful roommate,
leaving the lights on (though this was not strictly
necessary) and being perfectly quiet, except during
the involuntary act of snoring; and there was a plan B
anyhow - I always had earplugs in my violin case from
having to play decades' worth of the 1812 overture.
Victor is probably at least a third of the way home for them, possibly more... I talked to Burt a day or so ago, and they'd be fine with using the waterbed if they decided to stay over instead of running home... Neither has used a waterbed before, but they're game to try it... this
one has the baffles and all, so it isn't nearly so in your face
waterbed-y as, say, ours is... ;) Ours is an original rock-and-roller type... ;)
Another echo picnic experiment!
Unless they stay over Friday night, it's unlikely that they'd stay
over... I got an email from Burt, laying out what they thought they'd
be doing with us... they plan on going out with us on Friday night, and
then spending the picnic day with us... they have obligations on Sunday morning, but might come by to visit later in the day....
I just hope they're not biting off more than they can
chew, so to speak.
So maybe Ruth can experience the smelly old cat
phenomenon firsthand? Or is it a clean cat.
Throggy's a clean cat... Even though our own cats have lived to a great
age, some of them anyway, and died at home, we've never experienced the smelly old cat phenomenon... somehow ours always still kept themselves clean... ;)
I presume that's Throgmorton? It's interesting that
Throgmorton (originally Throckmorton) is such a
popular critter name - dating from long before any
movie or literate reference that I can find. I knew
a girl who had a rabbit by that name back in 1970.
GMTA. Depends partially on the wonderfulness or
lack thereof of the local attractions vs. said cat.
You lost me on the acronym... ;) Dale expressed some interest...
Great minds think alike.
Who would be at the bland table - I seem to
recall Sean has a delicate tumstitution, at
least. Who else?
Ruth, maybe...? Shipps....? If we went for really spicy, Richard might choose to go with more bland, I suppose... ;)
Perhaps we could arrange tables in a long line, with
a gradient between hot people on one end and bland
people on the other.
Something along these lines?
Title: Breakfast Casserole (Pensylvannia Dutch "Cowboy")
Yup, that's a good example.... Or the casserole thing that Gail made for breakfast at one of the picnics at their house, that had fruit in it... Carol mentioned either egg or potato casseroles.... There's a lot of latitude there... :)
Take whatever's around, throw in eggs, onions, and
cheese, and people will be clamoring for the recipe.
Probably... ;) We could also do a fresh fruit salad... maybe the pear Waldorf that Ruth was ruminating on...?
I'm not making a fruit salad. But breakfast casserole,
maybe - it will have cheese, bread, pork sausage, milk,
and onions, with something exceptionally classy like
crushed potato chips on top.
---------- Recipe via Meal-Master (tm) v8.01
Title: Basque Shepherd's Pie
Categories: Cheese/eggs, Vegetables
Yield: 4 servings
4 ea Slices Bacon 3/4 ts Salt
3 ea Med. Potatoes 1/8 ts Dried Thyme, Crushed
2 ts Sliced Green Onions/tops 1 x Dash Pepper
1 tb Snipped Parsley 4 ea Large Eggs
In 8-inch skillet coo bacon until crisp; drain, reserving 2 T of
drippings. Crumble bacon and set aside. In same skillet combine
reserved
drippings, peeled, thinly sliced potatoes, onion, parsley, salt, thyme
and
pepper. Cover tightly; cook over low heat til potatoes are barely
tender,
20 to 25 minutes, stirring carefully once or twice. In small bowl beat
together eggs and milk; pour over potato mixture. Cover and continue
cooking over very low heat til egg is set in center, 8 to 10 minutes.
With a wide spatula, loosen sides and bottom and slide potatoes out onto
serving plate, or serve from skillet. Sprinkle crumbled bacon atop.
Serve hot. source unknown
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