Oh, no, Lee, that's so unfair.
My very slow day is now over and I can go home and take the dog out for a looong walk. Yay!
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.
Oh, no, Lee, that's so unfair.
My very slow day is now over and I can go home and take the dog out for a looong walk. Yay!
I will be trying to get as much done as is humanly possible in this last weekend in town for the MONTH. Oy. Cat supplies, cleaning, manicure, pedicure, camera battery, laundry, market, hair dyeing, light gardening...OY.
Oh, boo, Lee!
Ugh, Lee, that's not the answer we were looking for.
Tomorrow I'm going to: pick up a book at the library, go to a craft sale, go to a library sale, search for a new wallet, and hopefully meet up with Will and have a late lunch and watch the Bruins play off game.
Sunday I'm working all day and possibly longer than I thought because the manager keeps putting someone on the schedule who has never shown up and who should have been fired but hasn't.
Question about fine cuisine t sarcasm font -- whenever we make a Tombstone pizza, we bake it on the pizza stone, and the edges of the pizza start to curl up about halfway through baking it. I think it wants to be a taco.
Anyone know (1) why it does this, and/or (2) how to prevent it?
Pie weights?
My weekend includes attending a recruiting meeting for CJ's search and rescue team (bring on the probies), cleaning out my garage, prep items for next week's garage sale, possibly attend a Rockies game, and cleaning house.
I hate that the only fun thing on that list is a possibility.
Anyone know (1) why it does this, and/or (2) how to prevent it?
Not put it on the stone? I wonder if it's too thin or something and the stone is too hot.
I've not had that happen to me with pizzas from Kashi, Freschetta, or Red Baron. I suspect something Tombstone-specific is at work.
Found out an extra wrinkle to the yummy Thai place downstairs moving next week from just outside my apartment to just outside the apartment across town where I lived in 10 years ago: the best sushi chef in town is moving to Hawaii. (We'll still have two really good places and a couple of decent ones, but the best was down a flight of stairs and five feet to the right of my front door!)