Watch out - my b-i-l was offered the
editorship-in-chief of that magazine.
Turned it down, 'tis true.

Wise move?

Financially, not so much - he stayed at Business Week,
which shortly after got sold to Bloomberg and the entire
Washington bureau bounced or given early retirement.

Fewer than Muslims or Baha'i, I'd guess.

Considering there's a big mosque one town over, one would guess.

One town over from whom?

Me. There are a bunch of synagogues in the other direction. Go
figure.

In some places on this planet, Jews and Muslims
peacefully coexist. In others, perhaps more rarely,
Catholics and Protestants. Here at Wipi, Republicans
and Democrats even speak to each other.

Since my assertions about the inedibility of peaches,
several people have offered me local produce; some are
better than others, but few if any have come close to
those from my childhood.

Memory may affect things somewhat. in other cases they've definitely devolved. Even oranges.

I'm doubting that my food memories are that imperfect,
though other sorts of memory may have begun to suffer.

Cooking with lots of fat can be helpful.

Hence bacon cheeseburgers.

Though with proper meat, a burger needs neither
bacon nor cheese.

No more Creamettes and mushy Mullers!

Well, such still do exist, though reformulated; and
even farina-based pastas could make an acceptable
meal if cooked less than the package-recommended time.

That's debatable. They don't stock even the semolina Mullers here
any more. No demand.

Well, I'm with the modern way and happier that the old
Mueller's slogan that said that it was made with both
farina and semolina has been deep-sixed.

I prefer my kale on the side too. Quinoa I like not much in any
context.

Looks like little worms crawling out, but I'd
rather eat worms.

Never tried those.

I'd prefer small white worms and grubs to quinoa.

Can't say it was missed, probably. One of my local friends loves
guac; I can walk away and not miss it.

It wasn't missed except by me. The fact that
just a couple of us knew what the proposed menu
was might have had something to do with it.

That helps. Of course if someone really wanted it you could have
handed them the avocados and limes and said "have at".

If anyone really wanted, I could have made the stuff
in ten minutes.

There are for me hardly any situations that
would forbid the use of frying pans.

Not having one handy, perhaps.

I can imagine few such situations, and in some
of these an improvisation might work.

You never know. Ever tried an electric frying pan?

I was never fond of electric frying pans until
I tried Lilli's - she indulges herself in top-of-
the-line kitchen equipment, whether she uses it
properly or not, which means that her house is a
playground for me. At last, one that heated to 500
when it said 500.

It needs to be eradicated like poison ivy.

I wouldn't go that far; it doesn't cause rashes, just pulled

faces.

It causes me much more discomfort than poison ivy.
Even if I we gloves.

It's the swallowing that causes problem.

As with poison ivy, it's the picking that poses the
first problem. Ingesting either is presumably no
picnic. Funnyish story ... one awful summer I was
sent to YMCA camp, where most of the counselors were
various kinds of Protestant, but there was this one
nasty piece of work who was a Catholic - I think his
name was Harold something, a skinny bespectacled guy
who really had it in for me - he made me swim laps in
a jellyfish-infested enclosure and clean the latrines
while the other boys were out playing ball (I was
secretly relieved not to be playing ball). Anyhow, we
went out on a camping trip, and my cabin's group made a
campfire and made hobo packets for supper, and the group
from the cabin he was counselor in charge of made a
campfire and got sick, because they put poison ivy wood
in that campfire. I didn't see him around after that,
and life for me at least seemed somewhat better.

Mutual education? I happen to like roquefort.

Sounds like you need to be reeducated! Here's
some reeducation fodder -

Who'd do that to good cheese and hazelnuts? Cucumbers are OK, but
not with nuts.

As with many things one reads about, I'd not be
tempted to try.

---------- Recipe via Meal-Master (tm) v8.01

Title: Blue Cheese Dressing # 4
Categories: Salads
Yield: 24 servings

1 qt Mayonnaise (4 cups) 1 ts Garlic salt
1 c Buttermilk 1 ts Salt
1 c Cottage cheese; sml curd 4 oz Roquefort or Blue
cheese;
1 ts Worcestershire sauce

Combine all ingredients in a medium bowl except crumbled cheese. Mix with
electric mixer. Stir in crumbled cheese with a fork. Refrigerate. Makes
1
1/2 quarts. Tightwad Gazette.

-----
--- Platinum Xpress/Win/WINServer v3.0pr5
* Origin: Fido Since 1991 | QWK by Web | BBS.DOCSPLACE.ORG (1:123/140)

Watch out - my b-i-l was offered the
editorship-in-chief of that magazine.
Turned it down, 'tis true.

Wise move?

Financially, not so much - he stayed at Business Week,
which shortly after got sold to Bloomberg and the entire
Washington bureau bounced or given early retirement.

Oh well. It could have been worse - he could have ended up working
for Murdoch. Or a politician to be named never.

Fewer than Muslims or Baha'i, I'd guess.

Considering there's a big mosque one town over, one would

guess.

One town over from whom?

Me. There are a bunch of synagogues in the other direction. Go
figure.

In some places on this planet, Jews and Muslims
peacefully coexist. In others, perhaps more rarely,
Catholics and Protestants. Here at Wipi, Republicans
and Democrats even speak to each other.

Around here, Yankee and Sox fans intermarry.

Memory may affect things somewhat. in other cases they've

definitely

devolved. Even oranges.

I'm doubting that my food memories are that imperfect,
though other sorts of memory may have begun to suffer.

Mine tends to be pretty good too.

Cooking with lots of fat can be helpful.

Hence bacon cheeseburgers.

Though with proper meat, a burger needs neither
bacon nor cheese.

Who said anything about need? Bacon bleu burgers on whole wheat are
one of God's gifts. If you like blue cheese.

even farina-based pastas could make an acceptable
meal if cooked less than the package-recommended time.

That's debatable. They don't stock even the semolina Mullers

here

any more. No demand.

Well, I'm with the modern way and happier that the old
Mueller's slogan that said that it was made with both
farina and semolina has been deep-sixed.

Creamettes do have their place...in the trash can.

I prefer my kale on the side too. Quinoa I like not much in

any

context.

Looks like little worms crawling out, but I'd
rather eat worms.

Never tried those.

I'd prefer small white worms and grubs to quinoa.

I'd have to taste the worms/grubs to make that pronouncement. Quinoa
can be OK, even edible.

That helps. Of course if someone really wanted it you could have
handed them the avocados and limes and said "have at".

If anyone really wanted, I could have made the stuff
in ten minutes.

Why bother? You'd done your share.

of these an improvisation might work.

You never know. Ever tried an electric frying pan?

I was never fond of electric frying pans until
I tried Lilli's - she indulges herself in top-of-
the-line kitchen equipment, whether she uses it
properly or not, which means that her house is a
playground for me. At last, one that heated to 500
when it said 500.

Some of the old school ones were great. I'm not sure about newer
models. Does Lili have a Sous vide too?

As with poison ivy, it's the picking that poses the
first problem. Ingesting either is presumably no
picnic. Funnyish story ... one awful summer I was
sent to YMCA camp, where most of the counselors were

Parental mistake number ....####?

various kinds of Protestant, but there was this one
nasty piece of work who was a Catholic - I think his
name was Harold something, a skinny bespectacled guy
who really had it in for me - he made me swim laps in
a jellyfish-infested enclosure and clean the latrines

Instead of playing Sing Sing Sing you were playing Sting Sting Sting?
Yuck.

while the other boys were out playing ball (I was
secretly relieved not to be playing ball). Anyhow, we
went out on a camping trip, and my cabin's group made a
campfire and made hobo packets for supper, and the group
from the cabin he was counselor in charge of made a
campfire and got sick, because they put poison ivy wood
in that campfire. I didn't see him around after that,
and life for me at least seemed somewhat better.

Ignorance is sometimes bliss, but often is more of a form of revenge.
Burning poison ivy and inhaling the smoke ... not smart.

Mutual education? I happen to like roquefort.

Sounds like you need to be reeducated! Here's
some reeducation fodder -

Who'd do that to good cheese and hazelnuts? Cucumbers are OK,

but

not with nuts.

As with many things one reads about, I'd not be
tempted to try.

Title: Blue Cheese Dressing # 4

1 qt Mayonnaise (4 cups) 1 ts Garlic salt

They lose me at mayo.

1 c Buttermilk 1 ts Salt
1 c Cottage cheese; sml curd 4 oz Roquefort or

And cottage cheese in a dressing? That's just so wrong.
--- Platinum Xpress/Win/WINServer v3.0pr5
* Origin: Fido Since 1991 | QWK by Web | BBS.DOCSPLACE.ORG (1:123/140)