Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.

Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'


Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


P.M. Marc - Mar 01, 2005 9:04:08 am PST #3802 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I love asparagus, but my body does not; so I more often choose to indulge my guts than my palate.

That'd be me with garlic and onions.

Pity, that.


Calli - Mar 01, 2005 9:05:45 am PST #3803 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Esp. roasted with olive oil and salt. Yum.

I adore asparagus. And if you do the bit ChiKat suggests, you can also add roasted hazelnuts and a lemon butter sauce. I made this once for Easter and Mom begged me to make it every time I cooked for the family for a couple years afterwards.


erikaj - Mar 01, 2005 9:06:19 am PST #3804 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

If artichokes are vegs, they are my favorites. Green peppers are next. Then asparagus. (There are still too many I don't like. Have too many smell/texture squicks.)


Nora Deirdre - Mar 01, 2005 9:06:54 am PST #3805 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

artichokes, yum. It's been a long time since I worked through a whole artichoke. But the hearts are yummy and keep me sated.

On the side of asparagus and most vegetables, especially dark green leafy ones. And sweet potatoes. I am obsessed with sweet potatoes as of late. Is there nothing they can't do?


Nora Deirdre - Mar 01, 2005 9:08:03 am PST #3806 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Cereal:

That'd be me with garlic and onions.

I fear that is me too, butI am still in denial and suffer.


Connie Neil - Mar 01, 2005 9:08:38 am PST #3807 of 10001
brillig

Aren't you the person that had to be rushed to the hospital this year?

Oh, right, like I was the only one in the world.


Calli - Mar 01, 2005 9:08:38 am PST #3808 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I am obsessed with sweet potatoes as of late. Is there nothing they can't do?

I tried to convince one to bring me Naveen Andrews the other day. It still hasn't come through. Damn spud. Maybe I was talking to a yam by mistake.


Ginger - Mar 01, 2005 9:13:58 am PST #3809 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

He also decided to leap off the top of a dresser this weekend and got a sprained ankle.

So that flying thing is not working out for Leif? Let's hope he doesn't try the roof.


Nora Deirdre - Mar 01, 2005 9:14:31 am PST #3810 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I tried to convince one to bring me Naveen Andrews the other day. It still hasn't come through. Damn spud.

t snorfle


brenda m - Mar 01, 2005 9:16:10 am PST #3811 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I have a delish sweet potato, corn, and black bean hash recipe that I made once when we were doing vegetarian thanksgiving. Yummers. There's another one I need to dig out again.