What poor taste! Though Goetze's caramel candies
might tempt one to get rid of a few pieces of chocolate.
People just have different taste buds, I guess... ;) If we'd had the Goetze's, she might have traded for them, I'm pretty sure she likes
caramels fine... :)
She has to have some redeeming social value,
after all!
he had a strike right by the building. The deep bass
doesn't get filtered out, but that's as much felt as
heard anyway. It's the highs that hurt, and these
plugs took pretty good care of them.
That's good... :)
Under these circumstances, I would have preferred a
total deafener, but I doubt these exist.
Probably not.... and as you say, the bass is also felt...
That was almost an electrifying experience, but as the cabin
is surrounded by tall trees, there was no major danger of
electrocution - power out, yes, that happened.. I was thankful
to have put my earplugs in shortly before the strike.
Lydia says that it's the name of a character in a
fantasy novel, but she couldn't recall on the spot
which novel.
Bonnie said it was from one of Diana Wynne Jones's books, the name of a magical temple cat... :)
So I looked up that name, and the book in question
was published in 1988. I encountered Throckmorton in
1971, so there had to be some kind of cultural something
between those dates.
This one was a little acrid and didn't taste
Asian, just strange, and two different
thicknesses of noodle meant dueling textures,
in this case mushy vs. extremely mushy. Last
night's prime rib with twice-baked potatoes,
the kind of thing he would make on his regular
gig, cooking for the Antarctic research station,
was much more successful.
Yes, I think the prime rib with twice-baked potatoes would be more welcome... ;)
'twas. A bit of saltiness on the crust as usual,
nothing unmanageable. It was almost rare enough, too.
Even better... ;)
Very even better.
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Are your friends Canadian, then...?
They all have dual Canadian-US citizenship. He was a
professor of engineering at Waterloo University, and
she edited a Canadian poetry journal. Actually, it's
the youngest kid and his girlfriend who lived through
the dog saga, but they're my friends too.
Ah.
The parents (who have acquired Canadian accents) have
lived there for 40 years - daddy went to teach at the
U. of Waterloo, mom became an editor of scholarly and
artistic magazines. The kids, mostly living in the US,
have dual citizenship because of their parents - I'm
not sure where they were born.
Of the three kids, all are going to be resident in the US
for graduate or postdoc work if the governments calm down
a bit with the saber-rattling.
I take it they'd rather be in Canada while the hubbub continues...? My friend Deb, currently in BC with her Canadian family, finds it more of a refuge from the saber-rattling...
One thing is that the other countries do perfectly
okay without us. Sure, the stuff we provide is a
big convenience, but, as with television, most of us
don't realize that our influence is not absolutely
necessary for existence and world equilibrium.
The dog issue arose because they needed a nonstop between
airports that had temperatures under 85 degrees, because of
the danger that a pet in the hold would die of heatstroke.
That made San Jose Costa Rica to Toronto or Montreal the only
sensible choice, because Managua, Houston, Dallas, Miami,
LA, and Chicago all were in the throes of a heat wave.
That does make perfect sense... I'd been thinking it had been some sort
of quarantine issue arriving in the states...
At first their story seemed to indicate that, too, but
it turns out that the US is really lax about animal
quarantine, compared to a lot of other countries.
She took it well, actually... :) Genealogy research usually contains surprise revelations of heritage, with or without the DNA
testing... :)
But it doesn't make massive difference in any case,
except in the attitudes and prejudices department.
True... so genealogists have to be willing to let go of such... :)
It's a like, what's the alternative situation.
Yeah... pretty much... ;)
Although after having eaten a quarter pound of
beef fat, I sometimes feel as though I've just
done my body a disservice.
For your stomach's sake... or your heart's....? ;)
Gall bladder as much as anything.
I no longer have one of those..... the liver still dispenses gall,
though, so I seem to process fats just fine still... :)
How galling.
Useful, anyway... :)
Oaky.
Coconut Chicken Curry with Winter Squash
categories: poultry, Thaiish, main
servings: 4
1 md onion, diced
2 garlic cloves, minced
2 Tb mild curry powder
1 1/2 Tb tomato paste
15 oz cn coconut milk
3 c kabocha squash, 3/4" dice
- sub butternut and acorn squash
2 boneless skinless chicken breasts, 3/4" dice
1/2 lemon, juice of
In a medium saucepot, heat 1 Tb cooking oil over
medium-high heat. Add the onion and cook until
slightly softened, around 5 min, stirring
occasionally. Add the garlic and continue to
cook until it becomes aromatic, around 1 min.
Add the curry powder and the tomato paste and
stir until they coat the onion mixture and the
bottom of the pot begins to brown, around 1 min.
Add the coconut milk to the pot and stir, scraping
off the brown bits at the bottom of the pot. When
it comes to a boil, turn the heat down to a simmer
and add the squash and chicken. Cook until the
squash is soft and the chicken cooked through,
around 20 min. Adjust the seasoning with salt,
add the lemon juice and serve while warm over rice
or with naan bread. This can be made a day ahead
and reheated.
Pair with a Chardonnay with a light touch of oak,
such as Chateau Ste. Michelle Chardonnay Columbia
Valley 2012 (89 points, $11)
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