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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Have we had a pleasant Saturday? Mrs Cow is out for a hen do and I've been on kid duty all day whilst she has been waxed, haircut, etc... I have however managed to consume 3 steaks today, 1 in a sandwich for lunch and 2 with pepper sauce for tea.
I now have a bottle of good red to polish off. What do you have??
Alt Q:
What was for tea?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 20:48, 357 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
Veggie sausage bolognaise.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 20:52, Reply)
Think of it as recycling or tidying up... not greed at all
Sausage bolognaise sounds good!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 20:53, Reply)
You need something nice for a Saturday night - get some cake
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 20:58, Reply)
it was tasty after all so it was good for something.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:04, Reply)
and yet delightful in all it's manifestations
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:10, Reply)
God bless those Italians for a brilliant idea
Dr. Oetker doesnt sound particularly Italian though, dont you think?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:12, Reply)
and yet some part of me still cries out for it
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:13, Reply)
but they make no sense. Don't....like....pizza
Nope, no idea
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:15, Reply)
Its like saying I dont like sandwiches!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:22, Reply)
*asks Jeff for tips on how to gracefully leave the internet*
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:21, Reply)
It was only mozzeralla and tomato.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:03, Reply)
Its great fun and you can control what you put on it. She loves kneading the dough and making the tomato sauce, etc. She puts on her little chef's outfit - too cute!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:05, Reply)
They are invariably delicious.
The pittapizzas are a sad replacement, but they're still tasty.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:08, Reply)
has got to be fairly good for you, especially if you dont put a lump of cheese on top (which I do)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:09, Reply)
/istasty
The pizza I mean - I cannot comment on the Lampito (though I'm sure you are lovely)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:18, Reply)
So much better than shop bought.
I think I'm going to go and make some food.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:21, Reply)
I'm too full to eat anything else, but the wine appears to be OK
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:22, Reply)
Flour, yeast, touch of sugar, salt and olive oil. Beat the shit out of it for 10 mins and leave for an hour - done
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:14, Reply)
actually I want another Tayyab's. That shit is divine.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 20:59, Reply)
I'm going to drag my friend who lives about 5 mins walk away at some point.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:01, Reply)
I took my boss to meet Monty and lusty in Tayyabs, followed by many pints
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:03, Reply)
I dont think they do deliveries to Newcastle *sadfaces*
Actually, this may be for the best as I would order it for EVERY meqal, including breakfast, until I died (in about a week I think)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:08, Reply)
soon is on a college trip and it's a one day thing so I wouldn't have time. So close, yet so far
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:12, Reply)
That is harsh. Hope you wont be near Whitechapel to taunt you even further
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:13, Reply)
There are some pubs and Indian restaurants that I have visited though
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:17, Reply)
We never had our JG-L day! :(
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:20, Reply)
and I am so excited I think I might cry.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:23, Reply)
but I'm going to put in a bid for the Wicker Man
NOOOO NOT THE BEES
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:31, Reply)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:32, Reply)
and a large bag of crisps that I've now put more than arm's reach from me. There's also a half packet of percy pigs somewhere that might need some attention.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:15, Reply)
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they are the most amazing extra topping for a pasta bake when mixed in with grated cheese
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:20, Reply)
I hate pasta bake, is all. It's one of the things people expect you as a veggie to like.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:22, Reply)
they're so strong my mouth has gone a bit numb.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:22, Reply)
though I do like Walker's green ones. And oddly enough, even though I don't like onions, I like the blue ones.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:23, Reply)
a sprinkle of crack in every pack.
I polished off a bag of vegetable crisps yesterday, they were very nice and you can kid yourself that it's healthier because they're made of beetroot and parsnip.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:28, Reply)
but it's rather too much effort even for delicious parsnip
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:36, Reply)
just coat them in a bit of duck fat and roast the fuckers.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:39, Reply)
it's just that I usually use it on the roast spuds. Just use a wee bit of oil as sportscow says.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:47, Reply)
I may give this a shot. Although google tells me the average parsnip is 190 calories, and I could probably eat 4 in a sitting
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:49, Reply)
Just peel them and shove them in the oven with some oil on
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:40, Reply)
with a touch of garlic and thyme.
FUCKING NYOM as they say in the business
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:48, Reply)
I might take a wander to the shops and see what I can buy
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:48, Reply)
Chuck some oil and herbs on and leave it for an hour
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:50, Reply)
You can also buy some halloumi cheese and chuck this on top for the last 15 mins. Sort of melts but not loads and chars on the edges
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:54, Reply)
but they contain pork gelatine so you might have an issue there.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:31, Reply)
Currently have a tasty pint of Aspall's instead, which is making me feel slightly light-headed, and I don't care in the slightest.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:16, Reply)
Cider is made from apples, right? Therefore it must be good for me...right?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:30, Reply)
like my wine. Grapes are good?
RESULT!
I've just found a packet of toffee popcorn!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:31, Reply)
Sainsburys popcorn FTW!
Also Ronin is on Sky at the moment
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 21:43, Reply)
Well, I had a bottle. I now have maybe a glass-and-a-half. My flatmate and his girlfriend are watching shit and predictable romantic "comedy" You, Me and Dupree so I thought I'd do better to head upstairs to the computer and annoy the interweb.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:08, Reply)
I just seem to have been exceptionally busy - or have at least had a lot of people clamouring for my time. This evening I am looking forward to getting a decent night's sleep for the first time since...erm...actually it's been more than a week.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:14, Reply)
You have made a good choice. I'm just getting annoyed with CSI as they've claimed absinthe is a hallucinogen. FFS.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:17, Reply)
The only evidence I've come across that suggests absinthe actually causes hallucinations is second-hand testimony from History of Art students. CSI-grade science strikes again...
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:20, Reply)
I was in block 2 in halls from about 4am and only got back to block 9 (2 mins away) at about 5pm. Still doesn't beat the butchered Latin (that gave the translation of "my (n) faith (f) master small Greek cloak") PROOF READING GOD DAMN IT
I had to leave the absinthe behind, though. Saddest of sad times. Everlasting gin is still everlasting though!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:23, Reply)
"My faith master small Greek cloak" just sounds like dialogue from Star Wars. Still, the longevity of that gin is really quite impressive. The only thing that I've known to last longer is The Fat Man's tin of corned beef - but then that was never opened.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:26, Reply)
Heard of the beer jacket, though. The equivalent for someone like me, a friend decided, was the Gin Barbour. I think the gin is so old it'd be horrible to drink, so I'm keeping it as a keepsake. Now, I've never had corned beef, but it doens't look nice. How long did his tin last for?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:30, Reply)
The corned beef has lasted for longer than you've been at university. It was purchased by The Fat Man in my undergrad 3rd year, when we shared a grotty roof conversion of a flat near Barons Court. I think he bought it home with some other sundries one evening, and after putting the rest of his shopping away, realised he'd left it on his desk.
A couple of weeks later, he spotted it on the desk and thought, 'Ah, perhaps I'll open that,' for whatever nefarious purpose he intended. On the way to the kitchen, he sat down to watch a bit of telly with us, left the tin on the nearby table and forgot about it.
Weeks later still, he remembered the beef and his now rather aged decision to eat it. This time it got as far as being left on top of the telly.
A couple of days later, we noticed that his tin of corned beef had been on top of the telly for quite a while, at which point he laughed heartily (in that way that only jolly fat men can), and said it must be the slowest-moving corned beef he'd ever encountered. To emphasise this point, he moved it from the top of the telly to the top of the doorframe leading into my room.
So it stayed above my door for several weeks, threatening constantly to fall off and brain me were the building to wobble at an inopportune moment (not unlikely given the state of the place).
The corned beef was never opened. It travelled with him to Putney, then, the year after, it moved back into our midst as we moved back in together at Elephant and Castle. For two more years it languished in his kitchen cupboard, emerging only to sit at the dining table on ceremonious occasions and/or to wind up our vegan housemate. It accompanied us on our journey down to Wimbledon, where it spent a year on the mantelpiece beneath the mirror in the living room.
I went up to Leeds to visit The Fat Man last week. As the Oscillating Gibbon and I were searching through his cupboard for some sort of condiment, I was heartened to see the same tin of corned beef sitting proudly on the shelf.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:40, Reply)
I need to find a better bottle for the Everlasting Gin. I wanted to take it to France so it was decanted into a plastic bottle. It's in my room in a cardboard box. I might get something sparkly or something.
You should probably make him eat it at some point.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:44, Reply)
Oh, and the reason he's not eaten it? He lost the little key that you use to open it.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:46, Reply)
Can't you just use a tin opener? Or a key from ANOTHER tin of corned beef, thus continuing the cycle anew?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:47, Reply)
Additional: Red wine and John Coltrane have now run out. How should I remedy this?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:51, Reply)
Do you have other alcohol and other music? Make use of them. Either that or have an early night. But that would be sensible, and we've come to the conclusion that sensible is shit.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:53, Reply)
Also have plenty more alcohol to choose from.
Have plenty more red wine but think drinking two bottles by myself might be a trifle inadvisable.
Have Armagnac if I want to stay on the grape theme.
Have Gin, Vodka, Scotch and Calvados if I want to mix it up a little bit.
Have strange Croatian liquers if I'm feeling particularly adventurous.
Still have half a glass of wine with which to make my mind up.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:59, Reply)
Drink gin.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:00, Reply)
And I'm a bit funny with drinking straight vodka, but I do love Marmite.
Charms is making bacon bourbon for her brother's birthday present.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:14, Reply)
One stage of the manufacture involves a few hours in the freezer to encourage the bacon fat to solidify as a fraction on the top in order that you could remove it. This suggested to me the idea that one could set up a production line of bacon-flavoured vodkas and bacon-scented candles...
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:19, Reply)
I might make skittle vodka. Or maybe skittle gin. Though it might be a waste of perfectly good Gordon's.
I'd imagine a bacon-fat candle would stink to high heaven.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:21, Reply)
And based on previous experimentation, yes, a candle based on pig fat does have a certain...aroma to it.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:23, Reply)
Revolution has a wide variety of flavoured vodkas including, if I recall correctly, oatmeal. A business man made a lewd joke about doing me up the arse* and one of his friends felt sorry for me and bought me a peppermint vodka shot. It was quite nice.
*do I LOOK like I take it up the arse?! Come on.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:24, Reply)
As for the businessman, I guess it depends whether he'd seen the badge.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:27, Reply)
No, the badge wasn't even a twinkle in Noel's eye at that point. I was with two massive benders though, I was surprised they werne't singled out for accusations of sodomy.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:29, Reply)
ONE OF THOSE FAT-REDUCING GRILLING GEORGE FOREMAN THINGS AND DIDN'T KNOW HOW BEST TO DISPOSE OF THE FAT COLLECTED FROM THE OBSCENE AMOUNTS OF MEAT HE GRILLED IN IT.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:34, Reply)
Actually, that does pose a problem. Like how we have no idea how to get rid of about 15 litres of rainwater and stewed fagbutts...
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:35, Reply)
Made with Marmite.
First encountered in the something-Star on a tour of the better pubs of Southampton. Later replicated to be an amusing christmas present by the then-Ms-Crow.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:08, Reply)
i was just taken aback by the thought.
then again, jazz is marmite to some folks.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:10, Reply)
And how much you've had to drink before you decide it's worth trying again...
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:30, Reply)
I was in Selfriedges the other day and they had marmite chocolate. Marmite. Chocolate. *despairs*
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:38, Reply)
I have a friend who's a little obsessed with the stuff - has a little collection featuring all the silly champagne-yeast-marmites, the XO-yeast marmites and all that, and of course the chocolate. Rest assured, it's fairly revolting.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:41, Reply)
Every. Kind. Of. Wrong. In. Yhe. World.
You'd do well to not make me feel nauseous right about now.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:44, Reply)
Now managed to find my copy of Olé Coltrane, which I've always thought was a better album, not least for the bowed bass solos on the title track.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:03, Reply)
if she doesn't come round to coltrane.
but she's foreign, so...
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:07, Reply)
I love Olé and Love Supreme, but some of his stuff does get right up my nose. When he's good, he's excellent, but when he's bad, you want to stick that tenor sax right up his arse (e.g., I still don't like his reading of My Favourite Things. Done much better by Grant Green, if you ask me)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:11, Reply)
Olé Coltrane and red wine are now well and truly emptied; the time has come for Armagnac and The Oscar Peterson Trio Live at Newport, which is a fucking good combination, I can tell thee.
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(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:36, Reply)
rather than modern euro-absinthe or absinthe-replacement such as pastis which was introduced when proper absinthe was outlawed in france.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:48, Reply)
that even in proper absinthe the wormwood proportion is not high enough that consumed in normal quantities it'll cause hallucinations
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:49, Reply)
concentrations in most modern absinthe too low to be of any use to man or beast.
non-euro absinthe a different kettle of fish.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:59, Reply)
however absinthe was originally some sort of distillation of wormwood, which can cause hallucinations. You can't buy proper absinthe any more though, because....it causes hallucinations.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:23, Reply)
two trays of roast parsnips- oven ready for £3.00, and a baking tray for £3.71. I plan to have soup and roast parsnips. Maybe I should chuck in a bit of salami as well.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:34, Reply)
they're sweets masquerading as vegetables. The only question now is whether I should put some of the parsnips actually into the soup with the salami
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:37, Reply)
between my three usual flavours. Scotch broth, winter vegetable (sadly not very nice) and French Onion
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:47, Reply)
good pick. I had to force myself not to buy chicken at Tesco.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:48, Reply)
(I do love my fauxchicken- ficken?- and am still a little scared of real chicken.)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:50, Reply)
you'd probably find (professionally-brewed) Parsnip Wine positively not-that-bad by comparison.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:52, Reply)
Apologies for grammar, it is Saturday night. *hic*
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:57, Reply)
Ask them about their homemade wine. The elderberry and runner bean wine they bought to Blousie's bash last year was absolutely excellent.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:06, Reply)
Just commenting on those I have had, usually made in someone's airing cupboard, probably next to the pants.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:19, Reply)
meant I wouldn't have been able to look at it without giggling.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 22:58, Reply)
I would have loved to have some sort of candid camera footage to share with /OT of the last house party to which I took a bottle of the 2010 batch, which not only generated considerable interest amongst the people who saw it and tasted it, and even enabled me to strike up jovial conversation with two REAL WIMMIN. (Though I did have to admit that its manufacture involved an afternoon's frolicking down the Thames towpath)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:02, Reply)
Or I'll just make damson gin. I have a litre of gin in my wardrobe... I definitely need another gin night where I decide my legs have turned to gin.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:05, Reply)
Their former Romanian flatmate also left behind a few plastic bottles of peculiar homemade grogs distilled by her uncle. Some of those were quite palatable, others I could see serving as a kind of pleasant-smelling industrial solvent.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:15, Reply)
This is probably not a bad thing.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:17, Reply)
Or whether their consumption of alcohol is due to them being my friends.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:21, Reply)
-hangs head in shame-
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:22, Reply)
(Many just find they need a stiff drink to endure me)
I think it's just the scientists who are all alcohol-dependent through despair. The musicians I hang around with tend to drink a lot less.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:25, Reply)
I even know one or two who have given up the stuff.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:28, Reply)
You would have thought that Classicists would worship at the Altar of Bacchus...actually, for fuck's sake, yes, they really REALLY do.
I just know what happens when I exceed my alcohol limit and almost without exception it's not pretty. Though I really, really want to get drunk now. When I'm not so ill. Though being ill means I won't be able to taste things so I could just drink straight gin... hmm.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:28, Reply)
you're shit but you really don't care. Which makes a change from being shit and caring which happens sber. In fact... *[ponders*
Nah, I can't be arsed getting out of bed.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:39, Reply)
I am typing with my eyes mostly closed though.
EDIt - if I was really drunk, I'd be asleep - as you now know.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:48, Reply)
I've decided I'm a bit too sleepy to start on gin and I don't fancy it with flat tap-water vimto.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:49, Reply)
needs to be cold though. The gin and cherryade Amberl fed me at sonisphere was actually quite good. It worked wwell.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:54, Reply)
With its help I drank about 600ml of gin in a night.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:54, Reply)
despite not really liking gin. I must get round to trying hendirkcs at sme point soon though, it comes in a nice bottle and therefore must be alright.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:57, Reply)
The night I first had hendricks remains one of the loveliest nights I've ever had. It's fucking tasty and also reminds me of good things.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:59, Reply)
it sounds cool. But it's expensive for a bottle of something I'm not sure if I'll like, adn I can't drink my collecatble minature :(
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:03, Reply)
Either that, or I'll buy a sodding bottle and you can come over and drink some.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:04, Reply)
or tempt Amberl to buy some for when we visit.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:07, Reply)
Though I've not been back since my interview. I may get upset if I get maudlindrunk.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:07, Reply)
You'll be having too much fun. I haven;t been back since my interview either, which I totally faile don my ars.e :P
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:11, Reply)
It'd be much harder in Oxford than it is in London.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:15, Reply)
application of maths and that dictates probability of bumping in to any one given person is quite slim?
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:19, Reply)
I'm a fucking idiot. Also we're on different sides of the river and compass.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:20, Reply)
well bollocks to him anywya. You'll be with a group of us and basking in the glow of awesome.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:24, Reply)
I just want to be really skinny when I next see him so he won't be able to look me up and down and ask "What happened?" next time I see him.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:26, Reply)
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wht a cock. Still though. There ar epositive aspects to what he said, even if he's a knobend.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:32, Reply)
the only people who would drink it were 17 year olds who were showing off. Then they were sick in hedges
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So how do you get the desired effects?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:06, Reply)
and inject it into your eyeballs
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:09, Reply)
are you some kind of wuss? all the cool kids are injecting parsnip in their eyes - CHICKEN!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:12, Reply)
*hangs head in shame*
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:15, Reply)
Hou ling wall the eflux list!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:22, Reply)
isn't is great! can you see your whole being and feel the texture of concepts yet?
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:23, Reply)
well, pleasatnyl fuzzy. And possessed of an inability to spell pleasantly, apparently.
ALL of the shops in Moseley are shut. How fucking wrong is that? I need cheesecake and I NEED IT NOW, dammit! I do not have anything remotely resembling pudding in my flat. Not even chocolate. This breaks ALL of the rules. ALL OF THEM.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:21, Reply)
if you give me milk I'll probably vomit on you.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:27, Reply)
You are just plain intolerant.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:31, Reply)
I've tried soy milk - not that I've ever been convinced that you can milk a soy bean - and it's alright once you get used to it. That said, I do't eat breakfast ceral any more so I've no need for milk of any kind in the house.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:36, Reply)
Ask her.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:40, Reply)
like, really want cheesecake. But I have nothing in to even make it, I doubt I've even got the stuff in to lick philadephia out of the tub with a Rich Tea chaser.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:42, Reply)
To help, I'll just mention that I work near Sara Lee's head office.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:46, Reply)
But my Amazing Fact Of The Aeon is that you can milk a moose
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:46, Reply)
It just amused me to find out that people milk moose.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:49, Reply)
as it does fresh, if I recall.
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(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:53, Reply)
but who the fuck has tried, and more importantly, WHY?!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:50, Reply)
FACT COMES FROM THE LIGHT IN CHAINS
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:51, Reply)
you'd do well not to make me feel nauseous right about now.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:52, Reply)
It was delicious. Added up to about 500 calories though (soup, couple of slices of pepperoni, tray of roast parsnips) so not really the healthy alternative
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:16, Reply)
my dinner was also that much and all it was was about half a tomato in. You win.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:18, Reply)
and then randomly ended up in an italian restaurant with a free bottle of red. I don;t want to think about how many calories my dinner was given that it was basically pasta with cheese in cheese with sauce. And wine.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:21, Reply)
SAD TIMES. I will end up eating sugar out of the packet t this rat.e
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:37, Reply)
and I'm in bed and don't want to move *wiggles comforably*
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:42, Reply)
Where else could I freely fondle my tender lumps?
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:40, Reply)
Like you and your client last night.*
*make that three.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:41, Reply)
polite company is usually much morre boroing than the dirty kind.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:41, Reply)
Part sadface, part YES I CAN GET THINGS OVER MY HEAD NOW
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:50, Reply)
not that I can complain really, since I got measuredk fo a new bra yesterday and was extremely amused/bemuded by the result.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:53, Reply)
Sure, they're big, but they don't look lopsided!
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This, I'm sure, is the only reason my colleagues still invite me to join them for lunch.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:45, Reply)
biting your tongue must make a pleasant change from biting pillows, eh? :P
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:29, Reply)
To be honest I'm impressed to have got this far through a conversation on here without reference to my MASSIVE BUMDERISM.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:35, Reply)
but you seem to be sticking to it quite well, so good for you :)
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:51, Reply)
But there has been no change. Also not drastic- it's hardly master-cleanse
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:00, Reply)
But a farm in Sweden apparently makes moose cheese.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:53, Reply)
why are you doing this to me?!
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:56, Reply)
(As you can probably tell, I just find it amusing) I'll stop talking about non-bovine lactation products now.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:58, Reply)
You do that.
You're on here awfully late for you. How;s things?
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:00, Reply)
Been quite a long week-and-a-half, so I'm just taking an evening to unwind with hard liquor and good jazz. At some point I'll probably just fall asleep at the keyboard, but at least I needn't be in a hurry to wake up tomorrow. Or later today, as it is now.
How 'bout you?
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:11, Reply)
likeyv ou say, long week. Don't thin I've finished before 6pm this week and sometimes had to go straight from work to babysitting then back in to work again. I'm glad it's the weekend and paydya.
Hard liquor would be a bad idea right now (esp given sleepiness and ridiculously low tolerance for same) and I;m listening to Elbow &b sigur ros.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:17, Reply)
(He says, at risk of doing the same)
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:28, Reply)
should know exactly how easy it is for me to fall asleep when i'v had a drink...
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:31, Reply)
I'm just waiting for it to have the same effect on me. That is to say, you're not alone; I've ended sleepdrinking on one previous occasion.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:33, Reply)
ie, significantly better than I do then! Thinkign back on it, I must have been asleep for quite a while. Sorry...
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:36, Reply)
as the third consecutive day of excessive drinking, I was fairly spaced out. I'm just impressed by what you managed to sleep through, especially after Monty fired up his turntable (seriously, how can anyone sleep through a track from The Who: Live at Leeds?)
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:42, Reply)
about how boring I really am - I hardly have a chance when my body decides it'd rather sleep than have fun, do I?
I do remember being rather sleepily aghst at how loud what I was sleeping through was though...
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:45, Reply)
But to be honest I was sleepily aghast at what Monty's neighbours must have been woken up to.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:57, Reply)
that they are probably used to it, poor buggers.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 0:59, Reply)
(Ok, we were far too loud that one night, but did he realise how much of a fucking racket his sprog kicked up when she decided all was not well with the world at any given hour of the day?)
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:02, Reply)
parents never realise that sort of thing because it's their beloved crotchfruit doing it.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:04, Reply)
To be fair to him, I will probably be a peculiar and shifty-looking individual married to a mail-order Asian bride and still living with my mother by the time my hypothetical first child appears on the scene.
In the meantime, I appear to have run out of brandy, which is probably an indication that it's worth retiring to bed...
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:09, Reply)
lightweight.
You don't need a mail order bride - just encourage your sister to get sprogged up, children are mcuh more fun when they're someone elses, you can give them noisy toys and then give their parents a cheery wave as you fuck off back to your life of comparitive luxury anf sleep.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:14, Reply)
Halfway through reading that, I thought you were about to suggest I take up Bert's post in his absence...
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:15, Reply)
especially since of the two of us, I'm the one with a sister who's married to my brother.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:18, Reply)
It just doesn't seem quite right...
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:29, Reply)
there's only one set of grandparents..
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:33, Reply)
"not quite right" to "frankly worrying."
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:37, Reply)
but I would struggle to summon the energy and concentraion to do so right now.
Besides, I'm from the north. Most things which are mildly untoward can be shrugged off with that excuse.
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:39, Reply)
And similarly, I haven't the energy nor the concentration to argue otherwise. I think I may have to call it a night. Good night!
(, Sun 30 Jan 2011, 1:48, Reply)
Very, VERY dark days.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:23, Reply)
who decided that milk cost too much and so put water on his branflakes. This made a brown mush which he flattened and added jam. He also added jam to his rice and soup mix because "it looks so much like rice pudding it seemed right"
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:34, Reply)
and at the ladt count, six types of sugar... *ponders*
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:28, Reply)
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:28, Reply)
see above. Bizarrely my aversion to milk does not spread to yoghurt, ice cream, custard or....well, anything eld e containing milk, basically. Just milk. It's nasty stuff.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:31, Reply)
I've gotten in to bed now thuogh, and am strangely loath to move...
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:33, Reply)
Someone has come into my house and I don't know which one it is. Can't be arsed checking tbh
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:34, Reply)
if it was a burglar they'd have made less noise. If you heard them then it's someone who was meant to be there and it's fine.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:37, Reply)
A chicken breast, scalloped (hit repeatedly until flat) and spread with redcurrant jelly and with a big chunk of gorgonzola and some slices of chorizo on top. Then I rolled it up and wrapped it in pancetta. Then I cooked it in the oven at 200°C for 20 minutes while my cubed turnips and carrots were boiling.
Then I attempted to put the turnip and carrot chunks through my ricer which sort of worked but not as well as just mashing them would have. Lesson learned.
The whole thing tasted fantastic.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:27, Reply)
That's a better policy then anything the government can offer.
(, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 23:37, Reply)
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