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yeah, where is delia lately we really enjoyed watching her show.

The Crafts of the Country Cook bought it at a funky hippy store in Nelson BC next to marijuana cloth clothing, bongs etc. recipe include killing and cleaning turtles, homemade vinegar, handling lungs for the ever popular "Lungs and beans with basil"

I love this show, but did you guys say there are only 4 episodes??? Then I've seen them all. Say it ain't so.

laurie calwin...i forgot about her, I too loved her books and her writing. I remember getting a stack (I mean a real huge stack) of out dated gourmet magazines from the 70's and 80's. That was the only good thing about them

I opened a box of asst'd halloween chocolates and washed it down with a can or A&W root beer. There's a stack of chocolate bar wrappers beside me. ...burp

I'm all alone today, just me and the dog for breakfast I had sandwich on a croissant (bought them yesterday) for lunch had day old tuna salad with crackers washed it down with glass (or 2) of wine. for dinner opened a box of halloween asst'd chocolates (let's just say there's a pile of wrappers beside me) and washed it down with A&W root beer. don't you love this time of year for halloween candies. yum This is my celebration day actually, because my spouce retires tomorrow. I may never be alone again. My husband's job took him out of town three times a week overnight. I actually enjoyed those days. Heavy sigh!!!

that's how I got my dishwasher too, after being in hospital having a baby for just four days. I got a dishwasher when I got home. I told him that I better not have to do any dishes of his when I got home. OR ELSE.

i always feel cheated if there isn't a story in the cookbook. I remember the last time I bought a book without really looking at it, HIghly recommended by an article in the paper. I drove to the only store in the city that had a copy during a blinding snow storm (just had to have it) I had to park in a no parking zone, and walk about two blocks in this blinding snow storm and almost froze to death before I got into the store. I called the store from my cell phone (wonderful invention-no)after driving around searching for a parking spot - to have a copy at the front because of my parking situation, so I finally made it into the store, paid for the book and drove home thinking "how stupid am I" and "wouldn't it be a shame to smash up my vehicle all for a book" and "this better be worth it". Well the book was OK sort of, but the article in the paper had more insight into the author-chef-restaurant owner, than the book did. No story about the restaurant, no story about the recipies, no story about the author, felt cheated.

Well this is just an AWFUL site. The envy... I sold my raised bed garden and fruit trees along with my house. I loved that garden and yard. Since I've moved I've gained so much weight ( i was always making new beds or moving bolders from the mountains to my rock gardens.) And now I have nothing to do in the evenings after work in this apartment. I hate it. And I've become so lazzzzzy. I NEED A GARDEN. Planting in containers just sucks in comparison. And I miss those green beans.

interesting photo's. My husband vows never to eat pauched eggs again though.Any time i tried to explain the process to him he didn't believe me. It's that hold and reheat that gets you into the little boys room shortly after breakfast. We usually go out for breakfast once a week because he's just coming home and I'm just leaving. He's going to take even LONGER now with the menu ugh.

costco is always a good place to go if your hungry. haven't been there for awhile membership ran out in feb well that trip (let's go see what's new) cost me $180.00, had to renew. had to have those salt water toffee, marinated articoke hearts, this nice track suit, couple pairs of shorts, bag of apples and oranges But it was the track suit that suckered me in. should have kept on driving --oh well

the only pasta (if you can call it that) that's low on the glycemic index - which is a much better indicator than carb's table is surprisingly Kraft Dinner the main stay in any bach's pantry. Most guys have a SECRET way of making it just perfect. Has to be timed, just so much butter, not more than this amount of milk. So of you want pasta salad, make it with kraft dinner.

recently 8 of us went out to dinner (three generations of us) and we were enjoying our drinks, then our second drinks-catching up (hadn't seen each other for almost a year) didn't even notice that our meal was way late. The server informed us that they ran out of baked potatoes and had to make some up and for the inconvenience everyone would get a complimentary dessert. (only one of us was even having baked potato) . Dinner finally arrived and my son was eating his steak and potato with such gusto that he didn't notice his plate edging too close to the end of the table (he's 25 not 5 by the way). Well you quessed-it went over onto his lap. What a mess, only half done. When the server came over to enquire about the meal, we were in the middle of cleaning it all up. He brought more serviettes and informed us that he would take the entree off the bill. When he asked my son if there was anything else he might want, my son lost his appetite and said no thanks. The server surprised us with a take-out steak dinner on our departure. Said he didn't want my son to go without dinner-maybe for later. So free desserts for 8, and free half eaten dinner plus free take out full dinner - WOW i was impressed. Left a HUGE tip. My husband couldn't make this dinner, so when we all got home my son made a Very big impression on his father when he said HE BOUGHT a take-out steak dinner for him. Made megga points.

My family consists of 3 now (but when my husband goes shopping for groceries he forgets that we are not 5 any longer - as only the younger one is still at home) so consiquently I have a full freezer and the cupboards are always overflowing. I am thankful when my middle one comes home to shop for groceries in our freezer and cupboards. I know - this is strange to be thankful for this-but it opens up space. And he also forgets that we aren't eating the same any longer either. So I am constantly cutting up pork and beef roasts for stir fry and steaks etc. And don't suggest that He shouldn't do the shopping any longer, alone - because he LOVES to shop and I HATE it. my kids call this his feminine side. I cook for a living and have wed/sat/sun off and on alternate weeks have wed/thurs/fri off. My husband is out of town on sun, tues, and thurs. My daughter works part time and is a student at university. When she works she usually works mon, sat, sun. So if your confused now - well try living with them. I rarely cook at home when if I work that day. If you mean cooking is something that doesn't require a can opener or the cardboard box, or ready made salad package. I might cook once a week. My hours are such that I might make breakfast on my day off if it co-incides with my husbands day in town. But if that's a Saturday - forget it, i expect to be taken out for breakfast, I mean it's the least he could do is accompany me to denny's. Otherwise I eat toast and cheese at work or make a toasted sandwich of something or other at home. Sometimes it's just yogurt or leftovers from the night before of prepackaged or stir fry ( I seem to be making alot of stir fry of something or other in the evening because it's just the easiest and fastest and usually is never the same twice, depending on what veggie is around) The days im working my daughter usually fends for herself unless she whines alot, then I might be forced to make something. But I'm always tasteing and adjusting and tasting at work, that I'm rarely hungry or even want anything to eat, just keep my glass full of wine thank you. I'm sick of looking at food. On those nights that my husband chooses to cook he usually makes a roast, that we suffer through and then make shepards pie out off days later. When I work evenings I usually bring dinner home from work for them. But usually only if it's something interesting. I work in longterm care. When the kids were younger and all at home, my husband was home on the weekends only because he worked out of town during the week, and I had a retail business and did some on call cooking in a couple golf coarces and a hotel (just to keep my hand in) I always cooked at home usually every night, in fact it's kind of wierd when they are all together that they request something that I made for them (that they complained about that was made too oftem when they were younger) My husbands stand-by meal at the time for them was spagetti in tomato soup with weiners, (gag me) and sometimes he still makes it for himself and if they are around they dig right in. I cooked and canned and froze etc, even had a garden, and had about 20 different varieties of tomatoes, but now i'm in an apartment so those days are over. What I really miss are fresh green beans. My kids then and now will eat just about anything. My youngest was kinda picky but she lived with two vegetarians for about 6 months and ever since her eating likes have matured. hope this is not too long

only one sort off (i'm not going to say bad) inferior maybe sounds better. My aunt - my mothers oldest sister. she's been a vegetarian all her life and can't cook vegetables. I don't know how she has survived. (she must be almost 90) Always overcooked, almost soup. And plus she's always had a kitchen garden that she spends all summer tending, and then turns everything into mush. So sad such a waste of all those fresh veggies . heavy sigh

I think that if you don't eat something that is ordered because it doesn't stand up to the description of the dish, well I think it's up to the staff that is hovering around constantly asking "how is everything" to notice that "everything" isn't great. That's why I left an outrageously high tip to the waitress who noticed my plate of orzo untouched. When I explained that it was mushy and tasteless and just not what I had expected, she removed it and said it would not be on the bill. Didn't have to say another thing about it. And $18.00 for four prawns in nothing more than a garlic tomato sauce is way excessive I don't care about the cost of prep. I know what it cost for a bag of the stuff from the supplier. And the insignificant amount of money the waiter staff gets from management---my daughter is a waitress in two different establishments plus a student. When her tips are 300-400 bucks a night and her wage is $30. I think we all know who pays the wages. Her tip out are what pay the other staff.

"Good Grief" by lolly winston Ficton-really fun and a fast read The only thing I didn't enjoy about the book is UNPUBLISHED recipies mentioned in the story. I really hate when authors do this. Makes me crazy

any meat that is anything either than med well gets the heave ho. I hate blood swimming around on my plate. I remember sending a club house sandwich back because the inside piece of toast was burned to a very black crisp. The other people at the table with me (my family) were all aghast. (that was when I was a teenager). I swear they all still hold their breath whenever they eat out with me. I sent a bloody ceasar back because the clamato juice was bad. Just recently a new Greek restaurant opened up in our neighborhood (love greek). My daughters and I make a habit of going out for dinner once a month. Dragged them both to it. Nothing looked familiar on the menu. Didn't even have Greek salad for god's sake. Or anything that resembled souvlaki. When I asked the waitress about this she explained (quite huffy) that this was Neuvo Greek. When the food came I realized what she meant was Peasant Greek. The food was awful. Truly awful. And the prices --- I ordered this prawn thing Prawns in tomato sauce appetizer for $18, there were four prawns only. It was good, but 4.50 a prawn in my books is a little high, considering that's all that was in the dish, prawns and a slury of tomato sauce. I can't believe they are still in business. The marinated aritichokes I buy at costco taste better. When she asked me how our meal was - well I just had to say that the orso thing was really awful and mushy and not what I expected. And to make a long story short it was removed from the bill. But I suffered and didn't send anything back. I did leave a very generous tip. Besides, there's are really really good greek one further down the road. There's a new lebanese restaurent that just opened about two blocks away. That's our next target. Never been to one, any suggestions about what I should order? Looking forward to it.

I read "Much depends on dinner" and "rituals of dinner" by margaret visser years ago. Found them at the library and had to buy my own copies when I found them at a used bookstore.

If your hungry, costco is a good place to nosh as you shop with all those samples. Stupid store line ups are brutal, worse than costco. I found best time to go to SS is on a wednesday morning for some reason. Costco used to have these great dehydrated hash browns that I loved. That's the trouble with the place, unusual items that they stock soon disappear never to be seen again. My membership lapsed in February and once in awhile i get nostolgic for the place. But haven't found the desire to pay for entry. Find that I go to Walmart lately (hate those lineups too) for canned and packaged stuff and tea and crackers and soup. The thing I really miss about costco is the cost of mayo and miracle whip that's about it oh and maybe the marinated artichokes.With all the kids gone don't need the volume.

I went to university of the cariboo (fancy name for kamloops) I remember I was tired of stupid dead end jobs, and wanted something that was more "transportable" (since my husband kept moving around for seniority reasons) so signed up for three things, accounting hairdressing cooks certification that was in june, they were all booked for september, in fact had a waiting list for the following entry as well, so I figured I go camping with the husband and kids, and maybe by next year I'd figure out what I wanted to be when I grew up. Well Low and behold when I got back from the trip middle of july I got a phone call that there was an opening in mid august for cook and I had to decide then and there if I wanted the spot. Apparently I was the last one on the waiting list and no one else answered the phone that day. So I figured this was divine intervention and I said "sure". And the rest is history. Of the six or so instructors, five were either European or European trained. "it seems the ski hill in kamloops is an attraction for them all" And I don't know about the other schools but kamloops has alot of charters going through at any given time and alot of them seem to find their way to the restaurant that the third level students run. My husband is still peeved that I didn't wait and become an accountant. That was 12 years ago. I'm sure that the instructors have changed. But I had a great Austrian pasty instructor. In fact all of them were great.

www.passionateaboutfood.net www.recipezaar.com www.chef2chef.com www.allrecipes.com www.internationalrecipesonline.com www.1worldrecipes.com www.asiafood.org these aren't mag's but they're interesting

Winners for wierd oils and specialty salt mixes and pepper mixes. Not to mention odd ball teas. But shhhhhhhh don't tell anyone.

peaches right off the tree in the Okanagan wild asparagus in Naramata BC green string beans off the pole and steamed huckleberries (eated right off the bush on the mountain while on the lookout for bears and black flies and sun burn between Nakusp and New Denver B.C.) Steamed Beet Tops Black and Purple tomatoes out of my garden (that I don't have anymore since I live in an apartment ugh) Strawberry perogies that my mother made from the first large crop of the season off her garden Peaches and Cream Corn freshly picked and hour ago This is making me sick, I can't stand it Those really small iddy biddy zuccini and acorn squash steamed dripping in butter stop stop I'm getting hot flashes

for flu with vomit and high fevers - I always have frozen raspberries (from the u-pick farm, or my mothers garden) in the freezer. A bag of frozen raspberries (small freezer bag) and LOTS of sugar in a big pot of water. Boil until raspberries are mush. Strain and drink hot from a mug. Works everytime. I made this for my three children all the time. they just expected it whenever they got sick. Made a pot of this stuff usually every week during summer and served deluted instead of kool-aid. Mix any fruit with raspberries like gooseberries, strawberries, cherries, peaches. etc. But when your sick-raspberries only.