Considering my cat got me up at 4 a.m., I only wish he'd get into the neighbor's house. My neighbor is a cop. With a gun. And a big dog.
Mmm. Wife soup. I must've done good.
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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.
Cashmere - Sep 13, 2005 4:01:38 am PDT #6968 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
Topic!Cindy - Sep 13, 2005 4:16:35 am PDT #6969 of 10002
What is even happening?
They're about the circumfrence of hockey pucks, but thinner. And preserved in something so they have a gooey sort of feel. And they stain the buns magenta. Oh, that's describing the beetroot I get, though it sounds more like a cringeworthy sort of alien menace.
Are they slices of beets, or is this a whole new food?
Madrigal Costello - Sep 13, 2005 4:18:52 am PDT #6970 of 10002
It's a remora, dimwit.
Oh, yes, slices of beet. And put on hamburgers. Even if you've specified that you want them plain. Evidently some part of the word "hamburger" is taken to mean, "must contain a jiggly slab of vegetable usually only eaten when the other crops fail." I think it's the "er" part.
Theodosia - Sep 13, 2005 4:22:43 am PDT #6971 of 10002
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
I suspect they're curdled Marmite.
Topic!Cindy - Sep 13, 2005 4:24:00 am PDT #6972 of 10002
What is even happening?
My mother always cooked beets--just boiled, as one of our veggies. I think they have a lot of iron, or something. Once menarche arrived, it was beets and liver, everywhere I looked, because she was certain I'd be anemic. Then liver went from healthy to deathly and mostly disappeared from the dinner table, but still there were beets. She usually has a jar of pickled beets in the fridge, but she doesn't put them on stuff, thank goodness. There's choice.
During my first pregnancy, I think every time dh and I went to my parents' house for dinner, and we had the beet greens too, or Swiss chard, because they're rich in folic acid. It got a bit old.
Cashmere - Sep 13, 2005 4:24:51 am PDT #6973 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
DH loves those canned beets. *shudder* He puts them on salads and stuff all the time. It's freakish and weird.
Oh, I love chard!
Topic!Cindy - Sep 13, 2005 4:28:00 am PDT #6974 of 10002
What is even happening?
I love it too, but it was ubiquitous for a while. And really, I ate best (on my own, I mean) during my first pregnancy, because that's back in the day when I thought I could be a perfect mother. Ahahahahaha hahah hahahahahahaaaaa.
Theodosia - Sep 13, 2005 4:29:27 am PDT #6975 of 10002
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Yeah, my mom was big on beets -- canned -- too. I don't think I've eaten one voluntarily in a large number of years.
::waves to Madrigal::
Cashmere - Sep 13, 2005 4:29:38 am PDT #6976 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
And really, I ate best (on my own, I mean) during my first pregnancy, because that's back in the day when I thought I could be a perfect mother. Ahahahahaha hahah hahahahahahaaaaa.
BWAH! So true. Now I'm on the "Toddler Diet"--which means grabbing a handful of goldfish crackers and swigging apple juice out of O's sippy cup while standing up.
Topic!Cindy - Sep 13, 2005 4:32:25 am PDT #6977 of 10002
What is even happening?
BWAH! So true. Now I'm on the "Toddler Diet"--which means grabbing a handful of goldfish crackers and swigging apple juice out of O's sippy cup while standing up.
*snerk*
I'm on the cookie diet. I forget to eat when I am supposed to, and then have to go some place, and my anxiety is worse if I haven't eaten anything and my blood sugar is kind of low, so I grab some cookies. I wonder if that's why I've gained weight. Nah. Couldn't be. Cookies are so small.