Nostrovya, tovarisch.
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
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.
AFAIK scallops, like oysters, used to be poor people's food
Lobsters, too.
We had paczkis at work yesterday. I had pancakes over the weekend. . . but perhaps I'll make some for supper tonight and since I am not actually Catholic - I can eat them later on too.
Collop Monday? What the hell is THAT?
Thank you, Robin. Now we know it's a small morsel of meat. I intend to catch up and have some small morsel of meat today.
Happy Ffffffat Tuesday, y'all.
My dad has an anti-Catholic bias, which is probably why I used to think Catholics are weird....
Not that I had an anti-Protestant bias but as a little kid I had ideas about what Protestants did vs. what Catholics did based on what my best friend's family did vs. my family. Her dad was a Methodist minister. Almost all of my other friends were Catholic. So, like, because her family used margarine--Protestants used margarine & Catholics used butter. Protestants had Sunday's big meal in the early afternoon; Catholics had the big meal at regular dinnertime. Protestants used skim milk; Catholics used whole.
I had pancakes over the weekend
I had waffles Sunday morning. But I feel that perhaps that's pushing the boundaries of what counts for Pancake Day. Either you can play fast and loose with the day, or you stick to the day but can vary your batter-based foodstuff.
But not both.
I think any animal that you eat where the food is the name of the animal was poor people's food. If you call the food something else (like beef instead of cow), that was on the well-heeled menu. One of those things that made so much sense when I read it that I'll believe it whether it's really true or not.
Protestants used margarine & Catholics used butter.
Heh. Unless your dad's a dairy farmer.
Heh. Unless your dad's a dairy farmer.
See! I was basing my beliefs on a sample of ONE family! But they were really the only Protestants I was close to growing up aside from some of my dad's family who also used margarine.