Onions, caramelized or otherwise, are one of my utter favorite foods but now give me horrific bodily issues of which a lady dare not speak in detail, so I *beg* you to eat the ever-lovin' crap out of that onion for me. As a lady.
Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 70: Hookers and Blow
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Caramelized onions are my favorite. I bet they'd be good on toast, if you don't have anything else...
cheese on tortilla would totally be my dinner if I did not have leftover chicken to consume.
Leftover chicken in the tortilla, with cheese! And carmelized onions, nom.
I ate cheese on chicken with no tortilla. Am I the anti-msbelle?
Lilty, congrats on the wedding!
Dear bagpipe musicians next door,
The bagpipes are a unique and beautiful musical instrument with a long history and tons of tradition. So much so, I am fairly certain more songs have been written with their strengths in mind than just "Scotland the Brave." Perhaps you might want to demonstrate respect for that longstanding tradition by learning some of the other songs rather than just playing the one over and over again.
Ta ever so, Matt
The leftover chicken I have would not go well with cheese.
Ion, we were hacked? Bizarre.
The hummingbirds are harassing me.
They know I'm in here and are strafing my window, and occasionally stopping at face level to look at me, in protest of the sad empty feeder situation. I tried to tell them I know, and I am currently boiling the water, but they are not appeased.
Hummingbirds will not fall for your empty promises. They will believe you when they taste that sweet, sweet nectar and not before.
Eta: one of my porch feeders was also empty, so thanks for the reminder.
We were hacked, msbelle.