Well, it's sauce-free, and I got a little impatient and tried it. It's pretty tasty cold. But will it be tastier warm? Decisions, decisions.
I don't understand not liking bread pudding!
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bon bon - Oct 20, 2005 5:09:42 pm PDT #7601 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
sarameg - Oct 20, 2005 5:10:39 pm PDT #7602 of 10002
Back being LA, the state, Daisy? It does sound like a good time.
And even *I* have seen 16 Candles. I'm a queen of un-popcultured.
sarameg - Oct 20, 2005 5:12:40 pm PDT #7603 of 10002
bon, it's a texture thing. I don't like: certain brands of yogurt, most cooked puddings, most puddings period, flan, tapioca, grits made a certain way, oatmeal made a certain way, ralstons, cream of wheat... You see the problem.
JenP - Oct 20, 2005 5:13:20 pm PDT #7604 of 10002
Warm it up, bon. I bet it'll be tastier.
Alias was tonight, wasn't it? I'm not used to the fall schedule yet.
bon bon - Oct 20, 2005 5:14:12 pm PDT #7605 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I see it, but whenever I had bread pudding it's not pudding-like. It's pretty much like really creamy cake. This tastes a lot like pound cake, actually...it's probably pound cake.
Jesse - Oct 20, 2005 5:16:09 pm PDT #7606 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Totally warm it up, bon. Now I want bread pudding. Maybe I'll actually make some tomorrow. I could even make a nice rum sauce
then we had a come to Jesus meeting,
OMG, my professor keeps saying that.
Daisy Jane - Oct 20, 2005 5:18:45 pm PDT #7607 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Back to Houston. My friend moved there from Lake Charles, La. He had actually just then gotten back from helping out there. Dude's pissed at FEMA because they basically accused his mother of fraud, and then told them to buy a bunch of stuff (seriously, someone would have had to tell him to. He'd have no idea about it), and then got on the news and said they had no idea how that rumor got started. Some other they went at his boat with a chainsaw.
sarameg - Oct 20, 2005 5:20:02 pm PDT #7608 of 10002
It's too..slimey or something. I've had a really firm mousse do me in too. I freak out over certain hair products texture on my hands as well. I'm a little weird that way. My hairdresser knows not to use that stuff (a whipped texturizing thing), because even hearing it give me goosebumps.
edit: Jesus, Daisy. That's fucked. I hope it gets worked out. One of the good things I hear from the region is of people stepping above and beyond. And the bad is often like your friend. The purported authorities screwing it up.
Daisy Jane - Oct 20, 2005 5:27:16 pm PDT #7609 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
He's...odd. Very mild mannered, and you'd never know he's angry because he's even smiling and laughing about it and being real calm. I wish I could do an impression over the internet, because it's very "I'm not really upset, I mean the thing was insured, but I just don't understand why he had to use a chainsaw. Maybe he had to get some frustration out." or "Now I'll tell you I'm considering a class action suit against FEMA." while laughing at the absurdity of the whole thing. And you have to imagine this from a buttoned down soft-voiced lawyer guy.
sarameg - Oct 20, 2005 5:31:59 pm PDT #7610 of 10002
See, I can get that. Despite my cursing online, when I am really and truly furious, I may not be at the laughing point, but I'm calm. Very very cold, but calm. It scares people. I attribute it to mom and her Face. When she's completely lost it, she just gets this blank calm look on her face. And it is scary.
And all the while, you are plotting the perfect revenge;)