And egg, ita. Egg. Traditionally raw, although a lot of places probably use pasteurized egg, now.
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Worcestershire sauce, too.
Never use that for an embalming fluid by the way.
There's fish in caesar dressing? People are tricksy.
Worcestershire sauce, too.
And love.
What kind of monitor(s) do you have? I have two 21" monitors on my work computer, and still I only have 2306048 pixels.
I have a 22", and my 14.1" of the laptop. I can run the 22" at 2048x1536 (the support guys totally didn't believe me, but I showed them) and the laptop at 1400x1050. As a contiguous desktop, due to the XP I just had loaded. It is confusing, because the laptop's to the left, but virtually to the right.
Not vegan worcestershire sauce.
Ketchup used to be fish sauce.
And egg, ita. Egg. Traditionally raw, although a lot of places probably use pasteurized egg, now.
This is why I don't eat salad.
Not vegan worcestershire sauce.
Which is the only type of worcestershire my co-op carries, forcing me to go to the gourmet store to find 'proper' worcestershire (apologies to my vegan friends, but I love the little fishies in my sauces). Oddly enough, they have three different kinds of Caesar dressing that contain anchovies.
I'm running one of my 21" monitors at 1280x1024. Higher resolutions (1600x1200 is the only higher resolution) make my eyes hurt. The other 21" is at 1152x864 - there's something screwy with that one that makes things blury at any higher resolution.
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I can run the 22" at 2048x1536
That does seem pretty high.
This is why I don't eat salad.Well, it works as an excuse for Caesar salad. You need a different excuse for oil and vinegar dressed ones.
My cousin brought a Caesar salad to my baby shower and was offended when I didn't eat it. Mind you, I didn't go around saying, "I'm not eating your salad, hardee hardee hee hee." She must have done a plate inspection or something, and then asked why I wasn't eating the salad.
I said I wished I could, but that I hadn't taken any, because I knew Caesar dressing often had raw egg in it, and I was supposed to avoid it, because of salmonella. She then went, "Pbbbbbt," and turned away, really pissed off.
I did not say, "Oh, here, let me risk my baby 3 weeks from the end of my pregnancy so you don't get your knickers in a twist. Bitch." I'm not sure how, either.
I am occasionally weirded out by anchovies themselves, but anchovy paste is divoon. Nice and salty, just like I like it.