How did the Gothy yard sale go?
Really well. I made more money than I expected, and I only bought one thing for a dollar. (I don't count the clothes I got from my friend Alexia, as all we ever do is trade stuff back and forth).
That's one spunky little girl you've raised. I'm gonna eat her.
The Mayor ,'End of Days'
Natter .38 Special
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.
Atropa - Sep 13, 2005 10:08:10 am PDT #7151 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Volans - Sep 13, 2005 10:09:00 am PDT #7152 of 10002
move out and draw fire
The charm of KK was getting one fresh off the conveyor.
Agreed. The ones in boxes aren't nearly the same animal.
I was just really missing the hometown bakery of my childhood. Saturday mornings my parents would give me a dollar, and I'd walk the 5 blocks or so and get a bear claw for my mom, a chocolate raised for my dad, and whatever appealed to me at the time. My word they were good. Winchell's was a step down, and Dunkin was a step down from that.
Ultimate barbecue -- Allen and Sons. 2 locations -- U.S. 15-501 between Chapel Hill and Pittsboro, NC, and NC 86 between Chapel Hill and Hillsborough.
I'm gonna guess there's no cow involved here. (Although, I actually don't like barbeque, so I shouldn't put a dog or cow or pig into this fight.)
DavidS - Sep 13, 2005 10:09:17 am PDT #7153 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
One involved slathering everything in a yummy sauce
A typically non-Southern misunderstanding of barbecue, I must say.
Sir, it's not a sauce slathering thing. It's about marinade and cooking styles.
dw - Sep 13, 2005 10:09:28 am PDT #7154 of 10002
Silence means security silence means approval
A Fry Daddy is an electric fryer shaped like a small kettle. Very popular wedding gifts in the 70s and 80s.
There are different sizes, ranging from the Fry Baby to the Fry Grandaddy.
The Fry Daddy is no longer the preferred fryer now that you can get countertop commercial-quality fryers for the home.
Steph L. - Sep 13, 2005 10:10:07 am PDT #7155 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Oh, YUM. When I was in Vermont for my bro's wedding, I made sure to get a cider cake donut at the Cold Hollow Cider Mill.
Yay, you went!
Oh, yes. I went the first time I was there, too. (You can hardly tell it's me, because I wanted the whole front of the mill in the picture.)
Nora, did you see my post in Bitches last week about my bro's new menu for Oktoberfest? And how you should go and have wurst and Bavarian-style beer?
Susan W. - Sep 13, 2005 10:10:36 am PDT #7156 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Sir, it's not a sauce slathering thing. It's about marinade and cooking styles.
This is true, though sauce is usually involved, to be slathered or dabbed on lightly at the diner's discretion.
Fred Pete - Sep 13, 2005 10:10:45 am PDT #7157 of 10002
Ann, that's a ferret.
Raq, in NC, barbecue = pork. Allen & Son uses a vinegar based sauce, but Chapel Hill is very near the vinegar-tomato line.
Daisy Jane - Sep 13, 2005 10:10:53 am PDT #7158 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I just had Indian for lunch. Tres yummy.
Sir, it's not a sauce slathering thing. It's about marinade and cooking styles.
Hec, speaks true. Sometimes it's about the rub.
DavidS - Sep 13, 2005 10:12:50 am PDT #7159 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Sometimes it's about the rub.
Yeah!
::just likes it when Heather talks about "the rub" and/or putting together "a boil."::
Sean K - Sep 13, 2005 10:13:15 am PDT #7160 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Also -- SEAN!!!! How you been? I feel like I haven't seen you around in ages!
HI TEPPY!!!! I've been good. I've been working with ND a bit lately. Trying to land film and theater gigs where I can, and hoping I don't completely run out of money.
I've been trying to lurk here and there, but I get more than 200 posts behind in Bitches or Natter and I just give up. Today I skipped harder than a fourth grader.
Sir, it's not a sauce slathering thing. It's about marinade and cooking styles.
Feh. FEH! I say. You cannot call it a barbecue unless it involves some kind of barbecue SAUCE! Hence the name.