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.

Jessica - WANT!

I'm stuffed full of Burger King (y'all made me need the ersatz tots) but all the sauce talk is making me mentally hungry.

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?

Actually, I grew up in a town that had a switching station, so we never had to do this. I had to learn when I moved away and still do get confused. But that doesn't excuse your Fuckcake O' the Day unless s/he grew up in my hometown.

When Massachusetts split dialing codes the most recent time, you had to start dialing the area code, but not the 1. So now I do get a little confused sometimes.

Oh, screw you guys and your vaunted Vulcan logic and history and...

...let me have my righteous anger!!

...

Kidding. Mostly.

I have to dial 1-310- from inside 310. And I get mad about it every damn time. This started probably three years ago. grumble.

When Massachusetts split dialing codes the most recent time, you had to start dialing the area code, but not the 1. So now I do get a little confused sometimes.

Emily is me. Also, on my cell, I don't have to dial 1 for any area code, which also just adds to the confusion.