You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both.

Spike ,'Sleeper'


Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

[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.


amych - Nov 25, 2009 4:01:05 pm PST #1677 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Cranberries and first batch of cornbread are done; bread sponge is set; bird in brine. For tomorrow, second batch of cornbread after we eat half of what should be dressing for breakfast*, roasting, baking, veggies. Then videogames and stock.

*yes, we plan for this.


Vortex - Nov 25, 2009 4:01:27 pm PST #1678 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

so, I, um, trimmed the sweet potato hazelnut bars to even them up for cutting. Damn, that's good. It's like a sweet potato or pumpkin pie on top of a hazelnut crust.


Zenkitty - Nov 25, 2009 4:05:53 pm PST #1679 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

You people are killing me with the food talk. I'm sitting here with yogurt and ginger ale.

I need a wife.


Strix - Nov 25, 2009 4:15:25 pm PST #1680 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Green bean casserole done, ham in oven, cider-mustard glaze reducing on stovetop. Diswasher a-hummin', because I am smart and cleaning as I go, so I can have the dishwasher free for dirt dinner dishes tomorrow afternoon.

I think I may give myself a little manicure later. Just nail filing and clear polish. And some lotion.

Also, may shave legs, since bath is pristine, and I plan on wearing a skirt (elastic waistband) and sweater tomorrow, and if I wear tights, I'll just get cat hair all over them. I plan to not wear shoes.

Hmm. Perhaps I'll just wear knee socks.


Steph L. - Nov 25, 2009 4:25:22 pm PST #1681 of 30000
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

We were assigned to bring rolls and wine tomorrow. That works out nicely, because The Boy is obsessed with good at baking, and I am good at picking out wine.

I'm also good at drinking it.

We're having dinner with his family, and dessert with mine. Which ALSO works out nicely, because my aunt makes the most amazing desserts ever to grace a table. Which explains why most of the women in my family are fat. Nom nom nom.


Hil R. - Nov 25, 2009 4:27:52 pm PST #1682 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Pie is in the oven. Nothing else really cooked yet. I should probably at least chop the squash and onions tonight.


sj - Nov 25, 2009 4:27:55 pm PST #1683 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

We're having a very small Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow. I'm making the sage butter sauce for the pumpkin ravioli and butternut squash soup.


Strix - Nov 25, 2009 4:31:07 pm PST #1684 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Hee. We are having a couple of bottles of wine with dinner, which since it's at 12:30 means I get an afternoon buzz, goin'.

Decadent!


WindSparrow - Nov 25, 2009 4:37:16 pm PST #1685 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I have made the turkey, mashed sweet potato (yes, it was one, or maybe it was a yam, whatever was on sale at the grocery store), stuffing from a box mix, cranberry sauce from fresh cranberries, and pumpkin dessert (also from fresh pumpkin).

Daniel is clearing off the table. The vulturescats are circling.


Java cat - Nov 25, 2009 4:42:24 pm PST #1686 of 30000
Not javachik

It's fun reading about all the cooking, but I am so glad I will be making one minimal dish - mashed potatoes. I much prefer not going to work and reading or catching up on shows. I've got the new Weeds and Dexter to plow through.

I just discovered there's a pasta shop on College that sells day-old pasta at a reduced price. I picked up a half-pound of gorgonzola-walnut ravioli for three bucks.

OMG, College-and-what?, and what's the name of it?