On a vegan board I read, there's a discussion going on about how to make vegan Spaghetti-O's. (Apparently, canned condensed tomato soup with a bit of onion powder, garlic powder, and nutriitonal yeast will fake the sauce pretty well.) This is adding more support to my theory that the main purpose of most vegetarian fake meat products is to recreate comfort foods. (The ones that I use most often are hot dogs and "chicken" nuggets, and those plus veggie burgers seem to be the ones that just about every grocery store stocks.)
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
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Gronkity gronk gronk. Am at the airport, getting ready to head home. What a weekend. Good, but I'm whooped tired now.
My coffee maker has gone to coffee maker heaven. I say, "phooey," because it's Monday, and I need coffee!
There should be a rule that you don't have to participate in any Monday where there's no coffee before you leave the house.
Now I'm having images of someone hiring a stripper to pop out of the casket during visitation hours at the funeral home.
This is so what I want at my funeral.
meara, nice tat! Also, did you see that Marion Barry's wife died of leukemia about the same day as Cheryl? For a moment I was pondering "I know she did a lot of community service, but starting the drag king thing just doesn't sound like Barry...."
Gronk.
vw, I hope you were able to get coffee.
There should be a rule that you don't have to participate in any Monday where there's no coffee before you leave the house.
I second that rule. Unfortunately, I had an appointment with my shrink at the ass-crack of dawn. So, I had to leave. I got some semi-decent coffee at the train station, and now I'm sitting down with a very yummy mocha iced coffee at Au Bon Pain while I do homework and whatnot till my next doctor's appointment.
omg, back at work, this blows.
I got a smackdown in my ansence about not signing off my email away message properly. @@
However, this was balanced out by getting an Amazon gift certificate for my work on a committee here.
Don't want to talk to people! Want to go home and hang out with Tom!
Don't want to talk to people! Want to go home and hang out with Tom!
Oh lordy but I hear you. Only not Tom, but Greg. And also I don't really have to talk to people. I have my own little hermitiness-enabling lab. But still.
Poor Nora! But, yay for Amazon GC!
how to make vegan Spaghetti-O's.
How do Spaghetti-O's not qualify now?