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Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[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.


DCJensen - Nov 06, 2010 7:44:09 am PDT #7651 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

anybody ever try combining cheese and chocolate?

Process cheese (Velveeta) and chocolate make a remarkably smooth and tasty fudge.


Jessica - Nov 06, 2010 7:50:17 am PDT #7652 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Mmm Jessica, onion pie sounds delicious. Do you have a recipe handy?

I usually play around with it a bit, but Paula Deen's is pretty close - more or less a quiche, but with a Southern pedigree:

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One thing I always do is cook the onions until they're completely soft and almost starting to caramelize so there's no chance of biting into a crunchy one in the finished pie.


smonster - Nov 06, 2010 7:54:11 am PDT #7653 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Cat pee on dog bed. ::sigh:: Message received, felines.


Burrell - Nov 06, 2010 7:55:28 am PDT #7654 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Oh that looks good. In my head I was imagining something different, more like a caramelized onion tart.


Jessica - Nov 06, 2010 7:58:02 am PDT #7655 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Okay, I love the fact that I married a man who does laundry without having to be asked, but I just found ANOTHER one of my socks in Dylan's dresser. My feet are an adult women's 10, his are a toddler 9. HOW IS IT POSSIBLE TO MIX THOSE UP??


erin_obscure - Nov 06, 2010 10:30:11 am PDT #7656 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

Everyone has plenty to eat, and no one feels judged.

this is very true. I've had the pleasure of attending at least one of these feasts (maybe more, memory she is fickle) and no one had the option of leaving hungry or unhappy.

There seems to be a pretty sharp generational divide. I've been to oodles of social dining events and no one ever gives me grief for not eating meat, but my mom's friends act like a require immediate hospitalization. My poor mom...she has similar food intolerances to me but on a lesser scale (i've never been able to each chicken or beef without getting sick) and she is uber social...there's this annual water skiing trip she goes on with a bunch of ladies and everyone there knows she doesn't eat red meat, but the rest of the group still insists on serving beef at every meal and then gets angry with her for 1) not eating their culinary prowess and 2) not being willing to clean up pots/pans filled with drippings. *shudder* Like me, she's totally willing to clean up all the non-bloody stuff, but just smelling congealed drippings up close makes me gag.

And i'll admit it, i don't get bacon. I remember bacon and passing it up even tho pork was one of the few meats i could eat. It was all salty and had a unpleasant mouth feel. But clearly lots of people really enjoy it. *shrug* more for the rest of you, i don't even want bacos.


Jars - Nov 06, 2010 10:33:35 am PDT #7657 of 30000

Gnargh. Apologies for reading and not posting for everyone who needs all the ~ma. My thoughts have very much been with you.

I just heard from a friend who's checked herself (possibly, details are scarce, but it seems like she'd check herself in) in to a psychiatric ward. She's in her home country, where none of her friends are, and her father has Alzheimer's, and there's nothing I can do.

I just... blergh. Have been texting her, she'll be in for three days.

I think her main problem (watch my total lack of psychiatric medicine knowledge) right now is lack of sleep. And her doctors wil be medicating her tonight so she sleeps, apparently. Which is such a good thing, and I wish I could have medicated her about a month ago, because this ahs been SO coming, but a country or two away. Blergh.

We've worked out our finances so I can hopefully fly out and see her before Christmas (assuming DH doesn't go home (double brackets for BLERGH) for Christmas), bit crap I wish I was more useful. Blergh, blerh BLERGH.

Edited because cider is my own personal medication.


Spidra Webster - Nov 06, 2010 10:38:44 am PDT #7658 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

I'm sorry for your friend, Jars. But I'm glad she's getting help and that she has your support. I hope she's on the road to recovery soon.


DCJensen - Nov 06, 2010 10:44:32 am PDT #7659 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

I have made an apple pie, but no time to bake it. I hope putting it in the fridge while I go to the laundromat will not be a bad thing.


Jars - Nov 06, 2010 10:59:45 am PDT #7660 of 30000

I hope she's on the road to recovery soon.

Thanks. I really think she is. She knew enough to head in herself, and the Swedish docs know plenty about depression, and the best ways to treat it, so.

Thanks.