Welcome to just about anywhere that isn't NYC, Jesse. You can't take public transit home after midnight here, either.
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I remember racing for the last BART train out of SF and missing it, then having to find a cab to take me to Alameda. Poor dude - he quoted a price to make the trip over the bridge and it was about $10 more than I had. I told him and he agreed to take me anyway.
I knew in my head it was true, but my gut could not believe it! I had to get out of the cab at the 7-11 so I could get cash to pay the cabbie.
One time I was visiting a friend, and then I rushed to catch the last BART train, and I missed it. So I called her and she let me crash at her place for the night, and I got up really early the next morning to BART back to Macarthur before my car was ticketed for being there overnight.
P-C, I think some of the Transbay lines run all night. Of course, that requires dealing with the Transbay terminal, and it's probably preferable to sleep on your friend's floor.
You've seen it?
Yeppers. Last weekend with the kids. I loved it too.
Tonight I got them to watch Cosmos. We were all snuggly and watching Carl Sagan together. Now they want to see more.
I have a microwave! This is very exciting, and increases the chances I eat more than one meal a day.
If I set the clock.
If I crack the manual.
It's very pretty. Why can't it connect to the internet and tell the time like my clock?
Been poking around AO3. It's not the most simple user interface, but I feel that by the time I'm done I've whittle/sifted out the perfect story.
P-C, I think some of the Transbay lines run all night. Of course, that requires dealing with the Transbay terminal, and it's probably preferable to sleep on your friend's floor.
I was in the Mission. I'm not sure where the Transbay terminal is.
Which reminds me, one of these days can you send me the recipe to the chicken you made that night (if you remember what I'm talking about).
Was it this? It makes a yummy sauce I usually serve over rice.
Chicken Gigi
6 lb roasting chicken (or as big as you can find)
salt and pepper to taste
2 (5 oz) packages of Boursin cheese
2 tbsp melted butter
3 sprigs tarragon
1/2 cup dry white wine
Preheat oven to 350. Season chicken with salt and pepper. Stuff cavity with cheese. Place breast side up in large roasting pan. Baste with melted butter and sprinkle with tarragon. Pour wine around chicken. Roast for about 2 1/2 hours, basting with the pan juices every 30 minutes. As cheese melts, mix into the juices. When chicken is done, tip to allow the rest of the cheese to seep into the pan. Transfer chicken to platter. Skim the fat from the juices and mix the remaining sauce well.
Burrell! Goddamn, you saw my Lisa's work. How fucking awesome is that?