Cannibalism is the order of the day (or
year or century) in business.
Sadly...
It appears to be in the nature of the beast.
No ... actually, a vast majority of crashes
have their genesis at way too low an altitude
for chutes to do any good. Not to say that the
vast majority of crashes occur at way too low
an altitude for chutes to do any good, which is
Tonto-logical.
Just that they start there....?
More relevantly, end there.
oh.... ok....
Well, you know, kaboom and all that.
But currants make far more sense as small and
discrete and less likely to mush into the rest
of the dish. Most sense would be to rely on the
onions that are normally part of the dish to do
their job.
Dunno as I've had it with currants, either, actually... perhaps the
jarred stuff I've found didn't feel they needed other than the onions to
give the bit of sweetness... :)
You would have remembered. It would have been
quite the currant event.
Would he know what to do with the points...? ;)
He kind of focuses on money, so the chances are
he'd see points as an extension of the same
concept, which it is, more or less.
You'd think, anyway... :)
I know that mental aberrations mean all bets are
off, but in order to deal with such people in
real-life situations, one has to make certain
assumptions.
No, but not all that surprising... there've always been some that questioned the use of that in many fields... ;)
It's not just the ease of chunks of the population
falling through the holes but the entire relation
of some artificially defined validity to truth.
Yup... both aspects... you just put into words what I'd vaguely
understood as a problem with the whole concept....
tl;dr - stats are weird.
Okay, maybe I forgot to post or maybe even write
about this box of nice-looking gigantic Mexican
blueberries from Driscoll that actually crunched
when bitten and tasted like lightly sugared seedy
little potatoes. I.e., a little sweet, no tart,
and plenty starchy tasteless.
How totally discouraging...
And rather icky.
I combined them in a jam with some
over-the-hill raspberries and strawberries, which
tasted okay in the anonymous "mixed-fruit preserves"
way, but at least one could be certain, unlike with
Smuckers, that there was no apple in the stuff.
The flavors fell into ranks of strawberry and
raspberry with almost no blueberry, which makes sense
of the paucity of flavor these had to begin with,
Indeed.
a real jam. The no-sugar-added ones either cheat by
using fruit syrup (which of course adds sugar) or
consist of a witch's brew of chemical thickeners and
sweeteners.
Some use mostly just the ripe fruit, with only fruit juice added... but
they might not qualify as "real jam"... Had a taste-test at BJ's
recently of the Polanar 100% fruit jams... no apple, might have had pear and/or grape as part of the mix... tasted of the billed fruit...
My objection is not so much to the fruit syrup
but rather the lying about it.
Indeed... :) I'd've been glad to have had a full serving of it, too... but they wanted to make sure there was enough to go around... :)
The maker was no doubt chuffed that you were
so enthusiastic, though.
Dunno if they knew.... When I went back for my extra servings, neither
of them was there by the pot, so might not even have noticed... :) My comment of making sure there was enough to go around was more in
relation to the size of serving cup used... :)
Ah. It was irresponsible not to have someone personing
the station at all times - not that anyone would have
done anything weird, more that there might be avoidable
issues, like scorching the bottom of the pot.
Much better than the Age of Aquarius, to my mind... :)
You can view astrology as anyone's old superstition
or as a set of metaphors for life. It's kind of both,
and the main danger is in taking it too seriously or
as a predictor or guide to reality.
Agreed. I treat it in the same category with Santa Claus, etc... can be
fun to play along with.... so not to be totally shunned out of hand...
but also not to be taken seriously or as guide/predictor to reality.
Prob is that some people who don't believe in Santa
pay attention to the horoscope. Said the quintessential
taurus.
There are a few people getting into it... :)
Just so we don't dwindle and die away into
unimportant insignificance, as John Mortimer
might say.
We usually can say enough to keep things rolling here... ;)
Some of it actually makes sense. Say hi back
to Edith, btw.
Saturday, I cooked up a couple of Peruvian marinaded chicken thighs from Wegmans... baked them in the oven, and also baked up a couple of Wegmans broccoli and cheese potato gratins to serve with, along with some fresh steamed (in the nuker) broccoli... The cats approved of the chicken, too... ;)
Okay, that's a semi-homemade I might
semi-approve of.
You might even have enjoyed them... skin and bone were left on... :)
Good choice.
... I never thought I would become a Luddite but I don't want to Tweet.
When Swisher came up with the Luddites domain,
I felt that I'd found home.
I hear you... :)
Ned Ludd's Skillet Cookie
categories: Oregonian, dessert, odd
Yield: 1 10-in cookie
1 c plus 2 Tb all-purpose flour
1/2 ts baking soda
4 oz unsalted butter, room temp
1/2 c white sugar
1/2 c dark brown sugar
1 lg egg
1/4 ts salt
1 1/2 ts vanilla extract
1 c 75% cacao dark chocolate wafers
flake salt for finishing
10 in cast-iron skillet
Preheat the oven to 375F. Whisk together flour and
baking soda, and set aside. In a mixer fitted with
a paddle attachment, beat butter and sugar on
medium speed until well combined, about 3 min.
Scrape down the sides of the bowl, add the egg,
salt, and vanilla extract, and continue beating
until combined. Add flour-soda combo and mix
until just incorporated. Using a spatula, fold
in chocolate wafers.
Flatten the dough inside a 10" skillet. Bake 30 min
or until the center is just set. To simulate Ned
Ludd's blackened, bitter crust, turn the broiler on
and cook 1 to 2 min longer, taking care not to burn
the top completely. Remove from oven and sprinkle
with flake salt. Serve with a small glass of milk,
or pour milk right over the top while the cookie is
still hot and watch it sizzle.
Ned Ludd restaurant, via Portland Monthly 12/2014
... You could use facts to prove anything that's even remotely true!
Or not so, that's the problem.
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