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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.


askye - Oct 28, 2005 7:53:17 am PDT #9572 of 10002
Thrive to spite them

When I was looking up recipes to submit to the Buffista Cookbook I ran across my great grandmothers White Fruitcake. I'd never seen the recipe before but Mom said it was wonderful so we are going to make it this year.


tommyrot - Oct 28, 2005 7:53:52 am PDT #9573 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Scooter's been indicted: [link]


TomW - Oct 28, 2005 7:54:00 am PDT #9574 of 10002
"The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be."

Thank you, Emily. I was drawn to the discussion of wintry cake. I'm certainly not trying to avoid writing test cases, or optimizing a freakishly slow SQL query, oh no.

I like an oatmeal cookie if it is moist and CHEWY!


§ ita § - Oct 28, 2005 7:54:46 am PDT #9575 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Co-worker just sauntered by and sat down with too much perfume. Here we go again.


Aims - Oct 28, 2005 7:55:27 am PDT #9576 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I don't like fruitcake, but I love bun and cheese!!


amych - Oct 28, 2005 7:55:51 am PDT #9577 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

It's the distant and not-well-liked relative factor that does it, isn't it? I mean, if you have warm ovens and spice and gooey things soaking in booze and good smells and all that, it sounds quite nice. But when something vaguely stale arrives every year from Aunt Pearl who smells a little funny and doesn't seem to really like children, it's kind of the culinary equivalent of getting scratchy socks as a gift.


quester - Oct 28, 2005 7:57:19 am PDT #9578 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

Oatmeal cookies are the best! With raisens, butterscotch, walnuts or carob chips.


quester - Oct 28, 2005 8:00:45 am PDT #9579 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

It's the distant and not-well-liked relative factor that does it, isn't it? I mean, if you have warm ovens and spice and gooey things soaking in booze and good smells and all that, it sounds quite nice. But when something vaguely stale arrives every year from Aunt Pearl who smells a little funny and doesn't seem to really like children, it's kind of the culinary equivalent of getting scratchy socks as a gift.

amych, this. Exactly.


sarameg - Oct 28, 2005 8:01:39 am PDT #9580 of 10002

ita, have/can you say something to them about it?


Steph L. - Oct 28, 2005 8:02:15 am PDT #9581 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Suddenly I am flashing back to the best dessert I ever had, which was a chocolate steamed cake, very rich and hot, with caramel drizzled on top.

You know what this is going to lead to, don't you?

....Hec's List of His 5 Best Desserts.