I get confused. I remember everything. I remember too much, and... some of it's made up, and... some of it can't be quantified, and... there's secrets.

River ,'Safe'


Goodbye and Good Riddance 2009: So long and thanks for all the fish.  

Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2009? Don't think we've forgotten about you


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2010 6:35:50 am PST #446 of 549
All is well that ends in pizza.

From the White Chocolate Wiki:

White chocolate is a confection of sugar, cocoa butter, and milk solids. The melting point of cocoa butter is high enough to keep white chocolate solid at room temperature, yet low enough to allow white chocolate to melt in the mouth.

and

In the United States, since 2004, white chocolate must be at least 20% cocoa butter (by weight), at least 14% total milk solids, at least 3.5% milk fat, and less than 55% sugar or other sweeteners[4].

Then they say this:

Before this date, U.S. firms required temporary marketing permits to sell white chocolate.

I'm boggled.


Zenkitty - Jan 24, 2010 7:08:29 am PST #447 of 549
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

And now I want white chocolate. Good white chocolate is... good.


Kat - Jan 24, 2010 10:39:09 am PST #448 of 549
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

White chocolate is not chocolate. I LOVE Calli's chicken fat comparison.


Shir - Jan 24, 2010 10:52:51 am PST #449 of 549
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Sigh I surrender myself to the mission. So gimme a list.

Once I'll have enough money, I'll buy all of you haters (yes: heretic HATERS) Snowies, send it away and then you'll see what I mean why I say Max Brenner will change the way you feel about chocolate.


Zenkitty - Jan 24, 2010 2:34:27 pm PST #450 of 549
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

What, only the haters get the goodies?

Fine, then: I HATE white chocolate. In fact, I hate all chocolate. White, milk, dark; gross. Like chicken fat, it is.


SuziQ - Jan 24, 2010 2:35:06 pm PST #451 of 549
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

In this, I am Zenkitty.


Steph L. - Jan 24, 2010 2:37:43 pm PST #452 of 549
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

I hate money. Boy, do I hate money.

Especially $100 bills.


Amy - Jan 24, 2010 2:39:16 pm PST #453 of 549
Because books.

I agree it probably shouldn't be called chocolate. But whatever it is, I love it. (Only the good stuff, though. The cheap stuff tastes like sweetened school paste.)

Lindt's white chocolate Lindor Truffles (with smooth white chocolate filling) are a good example of the good stuff.


Shir - Jan 26, 2010 12:48:43 am PST #454 of 549
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

My dad just called me to say I got a package from "someone named Nicole"!

Will open it tonight, can't wait!


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 26, 2010 1:58:12 am PST #455 of 549
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Eee! I can haz package from Oregon! I'm doing an open-and-post...

...this is a very well-sealed package...

OK, I'm in.

Socks! Socks with toes! Long socks with toes! So warm-looking and colourful! Just what every sometimes-housebound researcher dealing with English weather needs. Yay!

Ooh, a book that made my Secret Santa laugh out loud. 'Bizarre Books: A Compendium of Classic Oddities'. Oh, that's genius. "Frog Raising for Pleasure and Profit"; "Ultracool Dwarfs". Hah!

Oh, pretty notebook. I carry one in every bag I own, and I own a lot of bags, so this will come in very handy.

A pen on a chain that can go around my neck! Fastens with magnets so I can write with it at will! Someone knows I don't usually have many free hands. :D

Oh and look, a spiky hedgehog to keep my jewellery in one place next to my bed - that's pure genius. I am always dropping my engagement ring and cross chains down the side of my nightstand.

Oh and homemade cookies! How fantastic! Tasting... Oh, a taste of America. Awesome. (Really good cookies!)

The present is completed with little cards and envelopes.

Thank you, SA! *bounce* *puts socks on* *more bouncing*

This post brought to you by the ridiculous over-use of exclamation marks.