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    From MICHAEL LOO@1:123/140 to RUTH HAFFLY on Tuesday, January 08, 2019 13:34:44
    Yeah, exactly. You make allowances, sometimes
    extreme ones, for the ones you care for.
    Yes, but I was glad that I didn't have to cook in that kitchen all the
    time. It did have a lot of storage space, including a separate pantry
    and a separate butler's pantry. I could use some of that space. (G)

    There is an interesting challenge in working
    in unideal spaces, but I doubt that any of us
    prefers to face that challenge more often than
    necessary. Luckily, all the places I customarily
    cook have at least adequate counter and prep
    space; with Rosemary's it's mostly that what used
    to be really convenient got compromised for a
    dubious aesthetic.

    I try to clean as I go or at least stack stuff in the sink until I
    can > get it sorted into dishwasher (things go right in it then) and hand
    wash.
    It irritates me when people let things pile up.
    I'll do a wash up during prep if I have the time. If not, I will do it
    at the end so that when we're done eating, I've less of a pile of dirty dishes to deal with.

    When I said thumbs up their bottoms I was
    being rude but almost exactly accurate.
    It's almost as though people totally lose
    consciousness. Not watching what's going
    on, not snacking, not even the slightly
    less forgiveable sluicing down vast
    quantities of alcohol. Just being on Mars.

    dirty work doesn't et done at all. It's annoying
    to cook and keep things tidy and note that everyone
    else is just sitting there with their mouths open
    and their thumbs up their butts.
    I understand, have had that happen at times. One "perk" about cooking
    for the VT team is that the other members do the after supper clean up.
    But, again, it's usually not too bad as I've done the clean as I cook
    thing.

    Much better.

    can I do to help? - get them to do the cleanup.
    You know and I know that they want you to say
    Oh, there's something just not right with this,
    please taste it and fix it, but, hah, fat chance.
    OTOH, there are those that will gladly do the clean up, saying that
    they > are not good at tasting. Those are few and far between, but do exist.
    And those are ones whose acquaintance I prize.
    Agreed, very much so. I'm still helping with clean up, even with a bum knee--dried a lot of dishes for my MIL in the week we were in FL.

    There's so much to be done beyond food prep - washing
    and drying, putting away, keeping the dog out of the
    dessert, and so on. I admit there are times when
    someone has decided to put something away, but that
    usually happens about three seconds before I need to
    use it. Murphy, I suppose.

    She never picked up on things from her husband? Did she not try or
    did > he just prefer to do the cooking?
    Didn't try, I think. As McCoy or whatever his
    name was on Star Trek might have said, I'm a
    doctor, not a chef.
    I think that was the doctor. Then too, you don't want a chef trying to
    be a doctor. (G)

    Seems that some might do better than some of
    the docs we've had.

    conductor, who proudly served me a gray steak
    that might as well have been boiled. Aagh. Then
    GAG! No way to make a good impression. But, my parents would have
    served > the same steak as very well done, not quite to the point of charcoal.
    I still remember that 37 years later. A would-be
    seduction gone bad, and fine with me. She was
    rather attractive, though.
    Water over the dam now. 37 years ago, Steve and I had been married for 6 years and had 2 kids. We were living on the coast of NC then.

    Yeah. About 5 years ago we saw each other at
    a concert and were happy about that but not
    too too happy, I think, the memories of
    that steak perhaps.

    there was the blintz lady. And the one who
    served me baked squash for dinner, which might
    have worked, until I stepped in her dog's poop in
    the dining room. Which had been there a week. Oh,
    the joys of being a single nonabusive nongay male.
    You could write a book about it?
    I could write a book about a bunch of things. Too
    lazy, though, but if I ever get around to it, beware.
    Naming names can be dangerous.

    Depends on the purpose whether the danger is
    worthwhile.

    Carrot cake
    categories: sweet, simple
    yield: 1

    1/2 c oil
    2 c sugar (less to taste)
    3 eggs
    2 c flour
    2 ts cinnamon
    2 ts baking soda
    2 ts vanilla
    1 ts sa;t
    2 c grated raw carrots
    1 c chopped nuts and/or
    - black raisins
    1 lg cn crushed pineapple, drained
    - juice reserved
    h - frosting
    8 oz cream cheese
    4 oz butter
    1 lb confectioners' sugar
    2 ts vanilla
    2 oz juice from pineapple (or as needed)

    Mi all cake ingredients in a large bowl until
    well blended. Bake at 350F for 1 hr. Cool
    well before frosting.

    Beat together frosting ingredients, adding
    pineapple juice to achieve desired consistency.

    Gail Perrin
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to MICHAEL LOO on Wednesday, January 09, 2019 17:54:13
    Hi Michael,

    Yeah, exactly. You make allowances, sometimes
    extreme ones, for the ones you care for.
    Yes, but I was glad that I didn't have to cook in that kitchen all
    the > time. It did have a lot of storage space, including a separate pantry > and a separate butler's pantry. I could use some of that
    space. (G)

    There is an interesting challenge in working
    in unideal spaces, but I doubt that any of us
    prefers to face that challenge more often than
    necessary. Luckily, all the places I customarily

    No, nothing like your home kitchen.

    cook have at least adequate counter and prep
    space; with Rosemary's it's mostly that what used
    to be really convenient got compromised for a
    dubious aesthetic.

    Sigh! but, at least you're not cooking there full time.

    It irritates me when people let things pile up.
    I'll do a wash up during prep if I have the time. If not, I will do
    it > at the end so that when we're done eating, I've less of a pile of dirty > dishes to deal with.

    When I said thumbs up their bottoms I was
    being rude but almost exactly accurate.
    It's almost as though people totally lose
    consciousness. Not watching what's going
    on, not snacking, not even the slightly
    less forgiveable sluicing down vast
    quantities of alcohol. Just being on Mars.

    Spaced out, in more ways than one. I'd rather be doing something to
    help, if I can. There are times I'll offer, but be turned down--but at
    least I did offer to help.

    dirty work doesn't et done at all. It's annoying
    to cook and keep things tidy and note that everyone
    else is just sitting there with their mouths open
    and their thumbs up their butts.
    I understand, have had that happen at times. One "perk" about
    cooking > for the VT team is that the other members do the after
    supper clean up. > But, again, it's usually not too bad as I've done
    the clean as I cook > thing.

    Much better.

    Very much so. the first year we went, we'd brought some of our own
    things (crock pot, rice cooker, etc) as we were heading up to Boyd Pond afterward. Also didn't know what the kitchen in VT had/didn't have so
    wanted to have what I knew I needed for cooking. I did do a bit extra
    clean up that year, to make sure my stuff didn't get mixed in with the
    church kitchen's stuff. Subsequent trips to VT I've relied more (but not totally on) the church kitchen's stuff, using some of mine for specific
    tasks.

    OTOH, there are those that will gladly do the clean up,
    saying that > ML> they > are not good at tasting. Those are few and
    far between, but do > ML> exist.
    And those are ones whose acquaintance I prize.
    Agreed, very much so. I'm still helping with clean up, even with a
    bum > knee--dried a lot of dishes for my MIL in the week we were in
    FL.

    There's so much to be done beyond food prep - washing
    and drying, putting away, keeping the dog out of the
    dessert, and so on. I admit there are times when

    The last one can be the hardest to pull off. (G) But, yes, there are a
    number of non cooking jobs that always need doing. Setting the table is
    one that I appreciate help with, especially for the "Dinner is served
    NOW!" meals. If I don't get the table set before I start cooking, dinner
    may cool off while I'm taking care of incidentals.

    someone has decided to put something away, but that
    usually happens about three seconds before I need to
    use it. Murphy, I suppose.

    Must be so. (G)

    She never picked up on things from her husband? Did she not
    try or > ML> did > he just prefer to do the cooking?
    Didn't try, I think. As McCoy or whatever his
    name was on Star Trek might have said, I'm a
    doctor, not a chef.
    I think that was the doctor. Then too, you don't want a chef trying
    to > be a doctor. (G)

    Seems that some might do better than some of
    the docs we've had.

    That's a strong possibility.

    conductor, who proudly served me a gray steak
    that might as well have been boiled. Aagh. Then
    GAG! No way to make a good impression. But, my parents would
    have > ML> served > the same steak as very well done, not quite to
    the point of > ML> charcoal.
    I still remember that 37 years later. A would-be
    seduction gone bad, and fine with me. She was
    rather attractive, though.
    Water over the dam now. 37 years ago, Steve and I had been married
    for 6 > years and had 2 kids. We were living on the coast of NC then.

    Yeah. About 5 years ago we saw each other at
    a concert and were happy about that but not
    too too happy, I think, the memories of
    that steak perhaps.

    You were very polite with each other, I presume. (G)

    the dining room. Which had been there a week. Oh,
    the joys of being a single nonabusive nongay male.
    You could write a book about it?
    I could write a book about a bunch of things. Too
    lazy, though, but if I ever get around to it, beware.
    Naming names can be dangerous.

    Depends on the purpose whether the danger is
    worthwhile.

    Somehow I don't think you would deliberately be malicious but there's
    the possibility of being somewhat dangerous.

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    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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