Chips on a buttered roll? Huh. That just sounds nasty to me.
I've got weird bruises on my hands. Not sure how I did that. Probably cleaning yesterday. But weird.
Oh, no, oh, no! Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord, spare me college boys in love.
Dr. Walsh ,'Potential'
Natter 36: But We Digress...
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
sarameg - Jul 11, 2005 4:40:24 am PDT #8556 of 10001
§ ita § - Jul 11, 2005 4:42:48 am PDT #8557 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
We ask for a few cans of Lilt, a truly scrumptious citrus-based soda.
The key to Lilt isn't the citrus -- it's the pineapple. I love it too. I prefer British chocolate bars to their US analogues, hands down. I also have a tremendous weakness for the Mr. Kipling's apple pie. Their mince pies are not to be ignored, either -- I heartily second Fred's assessment of the treats.
A co-worker of mine was complaining about British food the other day, especially the hotdogs and pizza. I rolled my eyes aggressively at him, and then he mentioned Indian food -- I dared him to say that had sucked in London, and he couldn't.
-t - Jul 11, 2005 4:46:12 am PDT #8558 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Chips on a buttered roll? Huh. That just sounds nasty to me.
Wow, that's practically a French Fry Poboy.
Must squelch urge to get French Fry Poboy for lunch.
sarameg - Jul 11, 2005 4:50:15 am PDT #8559 of 10001
Wow, that's practically a French Fry Poboy.
Uhhhng.
See, I just can't put potato in a sandwich. I think I have very firm ideas about where potatos should go. They should not appear suddenly in spaghetti sauce, macaroni and cheese, on pizzas or stirfry (all of which manifested in the form of french fries. The czechs apparently like using it as filler.)
DXMachina - Jul 11, 2005 4:50:37 am PDT #8560 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Happy Birthday, Abby!
-t - Jul 11, 2005 4:51:09 am PDT #8561 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I always check World Market for foreign chocolates and other goodies. I don't know what comes from where, but I know what I like, and I like Areos.
I also buy the canned raviolis from England whenever I find them, but that's probably peculiar to me.
msbelle - Jul 11, 2005 4:54:14 am PDT #8562 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I now want fish & chips and I blame TOM SCOLA.
Topic!Cindy - Jul 11, 2005 4:54:57 am PDT #8563 of 10001
What is even happening?
See, I just can't put potato in a sandwich. I think I have very firm ideas about where potatos should go. They should not appear suddenly in spaghetti sauce, macaroni and cheese, on pizzas or stirfry (all of which manifested in the form of french fries. The czechs apparently like using it as filler.)Yeah, potatoes are so starchy, there's really no mixing them with other starches. It puts a whole new spin on redundancy.
I remember a girl in high school who used to dip her fries in mayo. That still perplexes me. Does anyone here do that?
-t - Jul 11, 2005 4:56:53 am PDT #8564 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
DH likes mayo with his fries. In fact, when we had our cheeseburgers on Friday we both had a ketchup-mayo mixture for our fries. Yummy and decadent.
Someone told me in high school that that was a Belgian thing.
Jessica - Jul 11, 2005 4:58:05 am PDT #8565 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I remember a girl in high school who used to dip her fries in mayo. That still perplexes me. Does anyone here do that?
raises hand
It's the norm in Europe (or at least in France and Belguim), and I still don't understand why it's never caught on here, given the extreme nastiness of ketchup and the utter perfection of the fry/mayo combination.