Hec! Now I'm starving!
Come visit! We'll take you there.
I remember having those when I came out there for that Halloween O' Debauchery. Those were excellent.
See?
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Hec! Now I'm starving!
Come visit! We'll take you there.
I remember having those when I came out there for that Halloween O' Debauchery. Those were excellent.
See?
Today is the last day of TCG's very long weekend. We have been busy running around all weekend, and I am hurty and tired. I really want to veg today, but he's running around cleaning so now I feel guilty.
I have the same problem with canned cranberry sauce as I have with Jello. Food should not move.
I usually do my cranberries with port, a healthy amount of nutmeg, and a dash of vanilla. I believe I still have a jar from last year (when I got smart, and actually canned the stuff instead of having to rush to make it before the big day).
I love reading about people's different takes on holiday foods. I was raised in a cranberries-inna-can family, but I've since branched out, at least as far as eating goes. Haven't tried making the less gelatinous versions. I'll be going to a pre-Thanksgiving potluck that would be a great place to try it, but I've already signed up for dessert. (My granny smith brown sugar apple pie's pretty fool-proof.)
It's a long story, but I just found out my schedule will be opening up a lot at the end of this month. More time to think...just what I wanted. Like a thing that's not. Sigh.
I usually do my cranberries with port, a healthy amount of nutmeg, and a dash of vanilla.
Any allspice or mace, Plei? I like the warm sound of yours-- not that I have anything against orange, it just doesn't always agree with me.
So, what's the story, Bunk? This is the place for those kind of stories.
DH just sent out an email suggesting lingonberry sauce instead of cranberry sauce. Heretic
I've been eating cinnamon rolls (teh yum! I'm proud of myself) and watching The West Wing. It's on the final episode and I'm crying like a baby.
I'm also feeling a bit lightheaded and figured out that it's because I can actually breathe well today and my brain is getting honest to God oxygen. First day in over a week.