Sweet or dill? And did you have any of E's when you saw her last?
Well, quite a lot of fuss. If I didn't know better, I'd think we were dangerous.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
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P.M. Marc - Mar 19, 2008 6:22:08 pm PDT #641 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Pix - Mar 19, 2008 6:22:37 pm PDT #642 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Dill. And no, but she did give me quince.
brenda m - Mar 19, 2008 6:26:52 pm PDT #643 of 10001
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
I had beer battered pickles at a "gastropub" (read restaurant with kind of frou frou food and good beer) recently and they were unexpectedly delicious.
WindSparrow - Mar 19, 2008 6:30:31 pm PDT #644 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I had beer battered pickles at a "gastropub" (read restaurant with kind of frou frou food and good beer) recently and they were unexpectedly delicious.
Part of me thinks that sounds horrible, and another part would like to try it. Perhaps if I were a few sheets to the wind. I like my pickles dill and my relish sweet.
P.M. Marc - Mar 19, 2008 6:37:27 pm PDT #645 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Mmm. Dill.
My mother doesn't like it, so she always insists on serving sweet. Despite the fact that ALL the rest of us would rather have dill.
(She rode in a car on a hot day that was filled with dill, over a bumpy country road. This would have been in the 1940s, when cars were less with the comfortable and air conditioned. She never has managed to get over the dill hate.)
Ooo. Quince! I have envy.
Atropa - Mar 19, 2008 6:39:46 pm PDT #646 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
You know, now that I know someone who makes her own pickles, I really should try them again to see if my childhood dislike of them has gone away. Because I do love E's Rosemary's Baby Carrots.
Plei, do you want me to see if she'd be willing to swap you a jar of quince paste for a jar of something you made?
Pix - Mar 19, 2008 6:42:49 pm PDT #647 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
I decided that tonight was an excellent night to knock myself out with an Ambien and get some sleep. So I have taken one. Sweet dreams, all.
P.M. Marc - Mar 19, 2008 6:59:10 pm PDT #648 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Plei, do you want me to see if she'd be willing to swap you a jar of quince paste for a jar of something you made?
Tell her life could bring her lemons...
ChiKat - Mar 19, 2008 7:17:57 pm PDT #649 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Pickles... I made a cheeseburger meatloaf that had pickles in it this week and it was surprisingly very tasty. It was a new recipe and I wasn't sure of it, but was pleased with the results.
Nighty, night, doll. Sleep well and dream of large women.
omnis_audis - Mar 19, 2008 7:18:11 pm PDT #650 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
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