I don't know- this is it: [link] There is also Artichokes French.
Buffy. When I saw you stop the world from, you know, ending, I just assumed that was a big week for you. Turns out I suddenly find myself needing to know the plural of 'apocalypse.'
Riley ,'Potential'
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.
Sophia Brooks - Oct 05, 2012 11:06:53 am PDT #24632 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
msbelle - Oct 05, 2012 11:11:20 am PDT #24633 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
egg custard [link] mmm with fresh nutmeg on top. I think I will make some tonight.
man, y'all are making me really want a clothesline. I want an umbrella style one that cranks up higher and spins.
Calli - Oct 05, 2012 11:41:58 am PDT #24634 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Apartment living interferes with any external clothesline ideas I might have. Although we do have a neighbor who hangs clothes to dry from his balcony. (Also bunches of rope he finds. Yeah, I don't even know.) I'm not quite up for that. But I do have a drying rack for my bras and sweaters.
Egg custard = pudding?
Insomnia hit me again last night. One of the nice things about living with a cat--if I slump down on the sofa and pet him at 1:30 am, he's all, "I loooooove you, human! I'll totally eat you last! Puurrrrrrrrrrrr!" It doesn't quite make insomnia worth it, but at least someone's happy.
SuziQ - Oct 05, 2012 11:56:40 am PDT #24635 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
I hang dry most of my shirts, but just from hangers cause I don't have room for a clothesline.
I'm still stunned that we woke up to snow. It is only October 5th...wtf?!?!? It has melted already, but SNOW.
Finally, Buffistas rock like a rocking thing that rocks. I love being a part of this community.
le nubian - Oct 05, 2012 11:58:37 am PDT #24636 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
My mind is blown. I had no idea what an egg custard was.
-t - Oct 05, 2012 12:06:07 pm PDT #24637 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I read somewhere that pudding (in American usage) is custard thickened with starch, but when I wanted to make pudding and tried to look that up again, I couldn't find it. So possibly it was a dream.
Was dreaming about dim sum and specifically the ones filled with custard last night, so clearly that's the kind of thing I do dream about.
Steph L. - Oct 05, 2012 12:18:00 pm PDT #24638 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
One thing I actually miss about my old apartment is the heat, which tenants didn't control (or pay for). It was always an inferno, so I could dry jeans on a drying rack in my living room in a couple of hours.
Takes a little longer here.
msbelle - Oct 05, 2012 12:18:38 pm PDT #24639 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I currently dry my clothes on these out on the patio or in the mud room if it is raining. [link] I used them inside in NYC.
Jessica - Oct 05, 2012 12:20:54 pm PDT #24640 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Oh, I was thinking "egg custard" was a specific regional dish. It's just custard.
§ ita § - Oct 05, 2012 12:23:22 pm PDT #24641 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I have no idea what this is. Apparently I have never had one.
Most custards are egg custards, I have discovered. By default, the custards and the creme brulees have way too eggy a taste for me to go through. Lucky for me egg nog is noggier than eggy. Woo hoo!