And even if you make spreadsheet after spreadsheet that shows that the numbers can't possibly work, you should ignore them and do the work anyway, because the big boss told you to?

I didn't know you worked for government, Tom.

Stuff-in-dough is one of my favorite food categories!

I love this conversation!

I'm going to miss kolaches when we move out of Texas.

Work today is a continuous attempt not to stab my eyes out.

And even if you make spreadsheet after spreadsheet that shows that the numbers can't possibly work, you should ignore them and do the work anyway, because the big boss told you to?

Wait, you're trying to confuse them with actual facts? How childish and silly and non-inspirational of you.

Stuff-in-dough is one of my favorite food categories!

Oh, I need to somehow find a way to introduce you to frikasse (or however I should spell it in English).

It's a traditional Tunisian stuff-in-a-fried-dough (my mom was born in Tunis). It may sound a bit bland, but on the very few times a year my mom prepares it (and it's a lotta work, so she doesn't make it often), neighbors suddenly become nice to her, just on the hope she may invite them to taste some of that wonderfully-smelling stuff in her kitchen.

[Edit: oh, Shir, I'm sorry. Nobody should be miserable today but me! Somebody please inform the universe. I'm with my deadline, so it's a given that computers will hate me and my files will refuse to talk to me. But everybody else must have good days in order to balance stuff out.]

I woke up way, way, waaay late. Main alarm didn't go off. Managed to ignore other alarms.

Still got to work at a reasonable hour. But not quite awake.

Nilly - what's frikasse in Hebrew?

And nonsense. None should be miserable.

Ah. Work. You see, work is a four letter word...

It's a traditional Tunisian stuff-in-a-fried-dough (my mom was born in Tunis). It may sound a bit bland, but on the very few times a year my mom prepares it (and it's a lotta work, so she doesn't make it often), neighbors suddenly become nice to her, just on the hope she may invite them to taste some of that wonderfully-smelling stuff in her kitchen.

Mmmmmm. Maybe I'll have to have an empanada for lunch, as it's the closest stuff-in-dough to me currently.

what's frikasse in Hebrew?

That's the Hebrew. Or rather, since a traditional regional food, there's no name in Hebrew, other than the original name (like, say, baguette, or however you'll spell this bread's name in English) .

Some places who sell a lousy imitation to the original thing (see above, re: my mom makes it only rarely because making it is lots of work and doing it properly is not something to be taken lightly. Um, not that I'm all defensive or anything), call it "a Tunisian Sandwich". They wish.

I bought some stuff-in-dough for breakfast, but it was moldy! So I had to go to McDonnalds and get stuff-between-dough instead....

I dunno, Matt, but I'd pray it's not goD sending a message.

If it is, the message must be "Thou shalt change the channel immediately!"