mean sausage wrapped in pancakes.
This is closer to my understanding. I've never heard it used for cabbage rolls.
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brenda m - Dec 08, 2006 8:12:56 am PST #4756 of 10004
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Connie Neil - Dec 08, 2006 8:21:26 am PST #4757 of 10004
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I've never heard it used for cabbage rolls
It's very much a German thing, according to my neighbors and that Wikipedia article Aimee linked to. I think the hot dogs and crescent rolls is probably Betty Crocker's '50s update of the traditional English sausage-and-pancakes.
Love that mid-20th-century comfort food. I am now so jonesing for hot dogs and crescent rolls.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 08, 2006 8:22:18 am PST #4758 of 10004
What is even happening?
Sausage in pancakes.
erikaj - Dec 08, 2006 8:24:47 am PST #4759 of 10004
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We did it as hot dogs and crescents but my mother will be the first to admit we don't have a culinary tradition to stand up for.
Amy - Dec 08, 2006 8:24:49 am PST #4760 of 10004
Because books.
I am now so jonesing for hot dogs and crescent rolls.
Full of delicious nitrates!
WindSparrow - Dec 08, 2006 8:27:31 am PST #4761 of 10004
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I have skipped many posts. There was an adventure involving a broken radiator hose, and freezing MN winter weather last night.
~ma for Laura's Larry & Suzi, and ~ma for our Suzi's momma.This. Very this.
"White Wedding" is about Billy objecting to his little sister getting married. Really. I wonder if his sister laughs at him, considering she's still hitched to the guy.
I've always thought it had a fairly creepy - of that special backwoods isolation type - subtext.
Sparky1 - Dec 08, 2006 8:27:41 am PST #4762 of 10004
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I no longer know what I thought pigs in a blanket was, since all of the definitions sound plausible to me. Also? Icky. But that could be my DH's influence in not mixing milk and meat -- after seven years of mostly eating this way with him the thought of certain combinations makes me queasy. Fortunately, that queasiness does not yet apply to a good cheeseburger.
My delivery people showed up at 9:21 a.m. Not bad. And now I have pretty chairs.
Aims - Dec 08, 2006 8:28:26 am PST #4763 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.
DH keeps kosher, Sparky?
brenda m - Dec 08, 2006 8:33:42 am PST #4764 of 10004
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Totally, Andi.
Sparky1 - Dec 08, 2006 8:33:45 am PST #4765 of 10004
Librarian Warlord
DH keeps sort of kosher. Doesn't mix milk and meat, no delicious pig products, shellfish, etc. I have one cheap fry pan and one wooden spoon that I have promised not to corrupt with meat products (for his scrambled eggs) but have told him that there will be no other separations of dishes/utensils.
Personally, I believe it is a way for him to help justify his eating habits, which are generally those of a 7 year old boy. (Few vegetables, pasta, meat, potatoes, mac & cheese, no sauces or gravy, no soups, etc.)
I tease that I made a mistake marrying him, but really it just gives me a good excuse to go out for sushi regularly with my girlfriends.