Sometimes people cheat and microwave them a bit so they grill faster for timing. Mmmmmm potatoes.
Lorne: Once the word spreads you beat up an innocent old man, well, the truly terrible will think twice before going toe-to-toe with our Avenging Angel. Spike: Yes. The geriatric community will be soiling their nappies when they hear you're on the case. Bravo.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
Laura - Jul 05, 2008 4:54:49 am PDT #5926 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Ginger - Jul 05, 2008 5:03:28 am PDT #5927 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Potatoes wrapped in foil and baked in coals were a staple of Girl Scout camp. In those circumstances, they were almost always black on the outside and raw on the inside. With a grill and a longer attention span, they should be fine.
eta: I'd think it would take at least an hour.
Beverly - Jul 05, 2008 5:54:46 am PDT #5928 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
DH used to make up foil packs, and build the campfire on top of them. Doubled heavyweight foil, a layer of onion, a layer of carrot slices, two-three hamburgers' worth of ground beef spread evenly over the slices, and a layer of potato slices over the ground meat, salt, pepper, herbs to taste, do the triple-fold seal, and put into the fire for an hour, at least. More is fine. You pull the packets out of the fire and everything's cooked through and yum. Also works on the grill--just cook for at least an hour. The onion carmelizes a bit, and the potatoes get brown and crispy on the edges and some stick to the foil, but it tastes wonderful.
Pix - Jul 05, 2008 6:44:04 am PDT #5929 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
Oh God. I officially hate my subconscious. I just had one of the most vivid, painful dreams of my life. Drew and I were at some kind of gathering (no, not the F2F), and he fell in love with this smart, cute woman. They started planning a trip abroad together and talking excitedly about their future in front of me. I know this may not sound that bad, but it was so real--it really felt like it was all happening. I woke up sobbing and begging him not to leave me. Poor guy. He mumbled reassurance and fell back asleep.
My brain is officially ON THE LIST.
(Sorry to wake up and immediately braindump on everyone, but I'm completely exhausted and yet terrified to go back to sleep.)
Ginger - Jul 05, 2008 6:54:13 am PDT #5930 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
My dream was much more benign, but very strange. The last thing I remember was someone telling me, rather earnestly, "You know he's a penguin and will explode."
omnis_audis - Jul 05, 2008 7:14:27 am PDT #5931 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
and he fell in love with this smart, cute woman.Hello! That was you! Must be like hearing your voice on a tape recorder, you go "That can't be me, I don't sound like that". The trip is what gave it away. I think it's called a "cruise".
megan walker - Jul 05, 2008 8:13:51 am PDT #5932 of 10001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Well, I was convinced I was woken up by an earthquake last night, but the earthquake map tells me I must have dreamed it.
SuziQ - Jul 05, 2008 8:39:35 am PDT #5933 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Remember yesterday's epic fruitless search for the VCR? Yeah...STBX has it. And now that I have everything set-up without it, I don't really want it. I may change my mind, but nice to know I'm not blind.
A couple more kitchen boxes unpacked. Empty boxes have been broken down and dragged to the garage. Made STBX take a couple of his boxes that ended up in my pile. Now I'm just waiting for my couch to be delivered. Waiting....waiting....waiting....
Steph L. - Jul 05, 2008 8:54:13 am PDT #5934 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
DH used to make up foil packs, and build the campfire on top of them. Doubled heavyweight foil, a layer of onion, a layer of carrot slices, two-three hamburgers' worth of ground beef spread evenly over the slices, and a layer of potato slices over the ground meat, salt, pepper, herbs to taste
Hobo dinners! (That's what we called them when I was forced to camp.)
Today we have a belated family birthday party (since I was on vacation for my birthday, and my mom's birthday is 3 days before mine, so there wasn't really time to celebrate hers, either).
Being busy is keeping me from getting totally mired in gloom, doom, and self-hatred, but its also not giving me enough time to just flip out like a mammal, weep copiously, and get it out of my system.
And there is NO WAY IN HELL my family needs to know about my newly truncated hours and extra-special shame. So I think I might just drink a lot of beer and show them vacation pictures with long boring commentary designed to make them kick me out.
ION, I finally got The Boy to start reading the current iteration of Blue Beetle, which makes me very happy, as it's currently my favorite comic out there. He's reading the first TPB and laughing, so I think he likes it.
Steph L. - Jul 05, 2008 9:01:35 am PDT #5935 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Wait. I was so busy yesterday with watching the parade and blowing stuff up that I missed the news -- did Jesse Helms seriously die ON INDEPENDENCE DAY?!?
I knew God had a sense of humor; I just didn't know what a sick sense of humor it was. That's OUTSTANDING.