'The Killer In Me'
[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.
Barb! I don't know you yet, but see me grin to have another Floridian here! (ok, a snowbird at the moment, but back to Delray Beach next month before school starts)
Hey Laura! Waving from Jacksonville here and in the spirit of being both a Floridian and loving pie, I make a wicked good Key Lime pie.
I make a wicked good Key Lime pie.
::books flight to Jacksonville::
We can has Barb!
(I wondered why there were 70 posts here...)
(I wondered why there were 70 posts here...)
There's been a lot of gropin' going on.
I'm watching and Tori and Dean: Home Sweet Hollywood.
I'm a little ashamed of how funny I think she is.
::folds self into Sail's luggage for trip to Jacksonville::
ION, I just had the best gulab jamun I've ever eaten. It's always been my favorite Indian dessert, and one of my favorite desserts, period. But at the place where I used to eat it, it was served at an all-you-can-eat lunch buffet and was always chilled and kinda dense. This was warm and rich and in a sauce that I swear had some rosewater in it...nom nom nom nom nom.
And I'm watching Alton make homemade corn tortillas.
All the pie and Indian desserts and Alton add up to I'm hungry. This is bad at 11:13PM.
::opens door to guest room, airs it out, stocks up on pie ingredients and shoos puppies and cat away::
Want I should make some ropa vieja and arroz con frijoles, too or should we go right to dessert?
It's all dessert!
my daughter (10 going on 35), informed me she wants a hot pink streak in her hair. I said yes, mostly because, you know, why not, and secondly, because it'll be worth it to see the expression on my mother's face.
Hallo, Barb! I recognize your LJ name from seeing it around friendslists...and suspect from context that I have read (and very very much enjoyed!) one of your books! And I am amused by your reasoning. I remember being 14 and being geared up to fight my mom for the right to dye my hair, and being very deflated when she said "yeah, sure" right off the bat...
1/2 bunch arugula, coarsely chopped and copiously washed to remove grit and caterpillars(CSA!)
The way the line breaks went on my screen, the recipe showed up as
"1/2 bunch arugula blah blah blah
caterpillars
"
and I was like "CATERPILLARS?!?!? Now that's taking being culinarily adventuresome to new heights!!!"
Meanwhile, I have work-related good and bad rants that I suspect will only multiply after tomorrow's meeting (which starts at 7:30AM central time. Which is 5:30AM pacific time, which is what it will feel like to my body, y'all). However, given that I am typing this on a work computer, I will refrain from ranting until I am home safe and typing on my home computer once again. Just know that there will be some ranting. Though the good is that I got to see some coworkers who I was in that "new people" training with a few months ago. And got to compare notes with them. That was good. The comparing. The notes? Well.
Want I should make some ropa vieja and arroz con frijoles, too or should we go right to dessert?
Screw all that, let's make tostones!!!