It might have been bernaise sauce, not hollandaise, now that I think about it, but not a whole lot of difference.
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Also, more sauce for me (as my arteries scream in agony).
Silver dollar potato pancakes dipped in hollandaise.
OMG WANT NOW!
Me either, Aims! Whoo-hoo!
Also, potato pancakes get applesauce and sour cream. There can be no dispute on this point.
I was just reading up on teh difference between hollandaise and bernaise and was amused to note that there is a "sauce Colbert" in the family: [link]
Also, potato pancakes get applesauce and sour cream. There can be no dispute on this point.
Yes. This.
Phone: Hey, did I say "welcome back" a couple weeks ago? *Ring*
Me: You did not, and I'm a little hurt by that.
Phone: Well, welcome back. *Ring*
Me: Little late now, don't you think?
Phone: Okay, "Polite Time" is done now. Get over it. *Ring*
Fuckcake O' The Day: Blah blah blah, blah blah blah, issue issue, can I fax what I need to get you over?
Me: Certainly. The number is (area code)-(number).
FCO'tD: Would that be "1-(area code)-(number)?"
Me: ... Yes. If you are not in (area code) it would be "1-(area code)-(number)".
FCO'tD: Okay. I'm never sure about that.
...
We've only had this type of phone protocol (add the number 1 before dialing area code and number if your area code is different) for, like, 4,000 years or something! The hell?
Bernaise sounds much less appetizing for breakfast than hollandaise, but YMSMV (Your Mother Sauce May Vary).
I make a bastardized latke with goat cheese and dill that I serve with salmon and a mustard/dill/yogurt sauce. It's non-traditional, but it's nummy. (And no, I would never dream of serving them for Hannukah. I mean I'm not crazy.)
Gronk. T's still really sick, but TCG is finally feeling better. We're taking my older nephew to a movie and to lunch today. I have to get in all of the spoiling I can while I'm here. We come home tomorrow.
I make a bastardized latke with goat cheese and dill that I serve with salmon and a mustard/dill/yogurt sauce.
mmmmmmm. You know, my kitchen is available for when you come visit. I'll even buy the groceries.