Oliver ,'Conviction (1)'
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.
each person spikes it to their own preference.
ita will not abide.
For some reason, I don't react well to my immediate family teetotalling. It's absolutely not fair. I grumped at my sister when she stopped drinking (it's okay--she's back on the bottle now), and my father didn't drink the last Christmas we spent together. It's totally ruining my fun.
More distant relatives and the unrelated are free to indulge or not as they see fit.
It's milk, eggs and sugar cooked on a low heat until it thickens, then chilled. It's served with bourbon and sometimes vanilla extract, and each person spikes it to their own preference.
Sounds yum. Maybe I'll try it this year. We need to add a little cheer to the festivities, I think. I mean, we're cheery... I'm talking about the liquid kind.
I missed all of September in Natter. That makes me sad. And out of the loop. Six thousand posts.
I like a steak medium rare, and I enjoy a good carpaccio.
I would be very leery of chicken tartare, though.
Tuna ceviche, though, I love. All the lime, yay!
Do they make fatty tuna ceviche? That would be so good. I could eat my weight in toro, and I don't even think what we get in the Midwest is probably all that fab in comparison to the coasts.
Timelies all!
Yay bon bon!(so says the woman who just hit the 10-year mark in her government job)
We looked at water purifiers, backpacks and mosquito nets today. Finalizing hotels and shacks on the beach this week. Holy crap! I AM ACTUALLY GOING TO INDIA IN A LITTLE OVER A MONTH!
Daisy, so cool!
My family has boiled custard at Christmas, which seems to be peculiar to middle Tennessee. It's milk, eggs and sugar cooked on a low heat until it thickens, then chilled. It's served with bourbon and sometimes vanilla extract, and each person spikes it to their own preference.
Oh that sounds om nom nom.
I loved beef carpaccio. And I, too, could eat my weight in toro.
Oz has developed some annoying new litterbox habits. He's been pooping in one box and peeing in the other. If the poop box is at all dirty, as it was today, he poops on the floor, even though the otehr box is near empty. He's a weirdo.
You know what Natter hasn't had recently? Baby pandas.