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[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.
Add the lemon juice and Srichacha about a half hour before serving.
Yep, that would work. Actually, the noodles too at the end.
So basically just chicken thighs and stock and garlic. Cook cook cook, add lemon, noodles and Srichacha at the end. Serve when noodles are ready.
Good heavens. A small-antlered buck just sauntered down the street past my house.
My dinner was toasted mozzarella on French bread and baby carrots. It'll probably be my lunch tomorrow as well.
I was very productive around the house tonight. Swept everywhere, filed papers, folded clothes, etc. Now shower and bed.
My dinner was tofu, stir fried with pasta, sweet peppers, onions, papaya, lime juice, chicken boullion cube, coconut, honey, wine, curry power, garlic, cardoman. Was originally going to use Tempeh, but had a friend visiting who hates Tempeh. Very good. (I undercooked it in the morning while making breakfast, then let it sit all day in the fridge to marinate, then reheated. Much better I think than if I made it at night.)
And if you don't have noodles, I made spaetzle for my chicken soup the other day, and it was so good and easy. You basically throw together a paste of eggs, a little water, flour and salt and then press it through a collander with a spoon. Nom.
Holy credenza! We're 35 posts away form a new Bitches thread!
I don't want a new thread name. I like this one.
The other professor endorsed my paper! Which means I can post it tomorrow, so it'll actually get posted Thursday, and I can edit the link into my application stuff and have almost all my job applications done on Thursday!
Also, I just got an email that a high school kid I tutor, who had failed his last several quizzes, was one of only four students in his class to get an A on the last one, which covered material I'd helped him with!
OK. That's two good things. So now maybe bed time. Or snack time -- stress kills my appetite, and then destressing makes me hungry.
I'm the opposite. When I stress, I munch. Which might explain the box of goldfish depleting fast.
Spikes 45: Number one with a bullet, no spindle insert required.
Spikes 45: anyone got a good recipe for Gingerbread.**
Spikes 45: Equilateral rights for everyone.
I'm pretty sure this stress is a large part of the explanation for why I'm "overweight" rather than "obese" for the first time since I was about 16.