What are you supposed to call Key limes when they aren't grown in the Keys? I've been chastised for using the wrong nomenclature before.
Was it by me? Sounds like the kind of dickish thing I'd make a stink about. I don't know. I know Key West itself is very particular about the limes they've got and say they're distinct from other non-Key West variations on the same lime. West Indian Limes? Kaffir?
Yeah, but fermentation is biology.
My friend Organic Chemistry and his buddies Hormones and Neurotransmitters would like to have a little talk with you.
Biology doesn't exclude Chemistry.
(buying two bottles of gin, one of vodka, and some cheese at 10am on Sunday is apparently my lifestyle now)
That sounds like a pretty delightful lifestyle, I have to admit.
Plei and I went and had pedicures today! My toes are black with OPI's Divine Swine over it. Pink and fuchsia glitter with larger silver glitter! My toes are very sparkly. Then we browsed through some consignment boutiques, and went for a small amount of tapas and drinky-drinks. Mmm, Death in the Afternoon.
Ha! No, it was a non-buffista Floridian, but he didn't give me an alternative. That's what my mom has in her yard, though. At least I think so - they're small, thin-skinned, sweet, practically yellow limes.
Yeah, yeah, biology is a subset of chemistry is a subset of physics which is just applied math. I don't see how it applies to our friend the lime cordial - the ingredients are just sitting there, not fermenting or cooking or apparently doing anything, yet something clearly happens because it tastes different. Mysterious.
My friend Organic Chemistry and his buddies Hormones and Neurotransmitters would like to have a little talk with you.
I'd like to have a little talk with Hormones and Neurotransmitters myself. Send them on over here. Tell them to bring chocolate.
t least I think so - they're small, thin-skinned, sweet, practically yellow limes.
That sounds like Key Limes to me.
I'd like to have a little talk with Hormones and Neurotransmitters myself. Send them on over here. Tell them to bring chocolate.
Here you go.
Today's chili does not taste like tomorrow's chili.
I'm making vegetarian chili right now, and it better be fucking great.
(buying two bottles of gin, one of vodka, and some cheese at 10am on Sunday is apparently my lifestyle now)
I don't even know if I can buy booze at 10am on Sunday here. And since I was thinking about it, I had to check. Nope, can't buy alcohol until 11am on Sundays.
Plei and I went and had pedicures today! My toes are black with OPI's Divine Swine over it. Pink and fuchsia glitter with larger silver glitter! My toes are very sparkly. Then we browsed through some consignment boutiques, and went for a small amount of tapas and drinky-drinks. Mmm, Death in the Afternoon.
I know where you were for most of that and I am jealous. I adore that bar.
You will laugh, but that's the other color I was considering.
I am not a bit surprised.
I made pasta sauce using beef neckbones that I braised in the oven for two hours. I deboned and shredded the beef then added it to the cooked down braising liquid and put it over some homemade gnocchi.
