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I've heard that from other competitive growers as well, and apparently milk does work reasonably well as a liquid fertilizer. Injecting it is probably not that great an idea (why damage your vines and give opportunity for pests/illness), though I'm sure some do it anyway. Serious competitors from what I've read use chelated calcium instead.

Stashing pots and pans when they're not in use?

LOL Yes, as it happens. She did have a hot temper though, and smashed a few of my things with a hammer. Her ex passed away while she and I were together. Went to the hospital after a minor heart attack, and while they were doing an echocardiogram the ultrasound tech noticed a mass adjacent to his heart...and another one in his lung...and another one, and another one...turned out he was riddled with cancer, and died a week later.

Californian, actually. She grew up in Huntington Beach. Though at the time of the infamous chainsaw incident she and her then-hubby lived in the Sierras, if that's any help.

A lot of low-carb breads work on a similar pattern, using something like coconut flour to provide the bulk and then adding vital wheat gluten for structure. It's also handy if you want to play around with adding things like quinoa flour or oat flour to your conventional breads but still have a decent crumb.

http://inspection.gc.ca/about-the-cfia/newsroom/food-recall-warnings/complete-listing/2019-02-14/eng/1550194496843/1550194499013

My late wife's ex-husband once gave her a chainsaw for Christmas. A powder-blue Lady Husqvarna. That was 15 years before I knew her, and apparently it still rankled. She said the only reason she didn't use it to cut his Corvette in half was that she enjoyed driving it too. It seems he genuinely thought of it as a romantic gift, and had visions of her limbing out the trees he felled. You know...a togetherness, couples kind of thing. Doing stuff together. That's how it's supposed to work, right?

We're just going out to the local buffet, because my sweetie's taking her monthly sabbatical from the keto diet and that's what she's been craving. We're doing the smoked-salmon variation on eggs benny for brunch, though. She and her (now-) ex used to come to my restaurant for it, back in the day, and now it's one of our go-to dishes for special occasions. Back then I made it with house-cured gravlax, instead, but curing a whole fillet for just the two of us would be just a titch extravagant.

As for prevention, take your skillet from the burner for a minute or two before adding the garlic and wine. If the fat's not screaming-hot when you add your liquids, the effect is seriously muted. A spatter screen is always useful in those scenarios as well.

It occurs to me belatedly that these two examples are about the polar opposite of "inexplicable."

My ex was working at the concession stand of our local cinema when she became pregnant with our daughter. She experienced very, very bad morning sickness (basically, "trimester sickness") and rapidly got to the point of tossing her cookies as soon as she caught that first whiff of popcorn. Needless to say, a) the job came to an abrupt end; and b) she couldn't handle the sight or smell of popcorn for years afterward. She did eventually get over that conditioning, but it took a long time. My mom had a similar experience with a nurse bringing her a cup of tea "to settle her nerves" immediately after giving birth to me. My mom was never a tea-drinker in the first place, but she dutifully took a sip and promptly vomited all over herself and the nurse. That was 55 years ago, and the smell of tea still makes her queasy.

Ontario and Quebec residents...products from Betty Bakery and Nancy's Fancy bakery may contain mouse droppings. Ew. http://inspection.gc.ca/about-the-cfia/newsroom/food-recall-warnings/complete-listing/2019-02-09/eng/1549743046390/1549743046640

There's a historic echo there of an exchange that supposedly transpired between Careme and the Prince Regent of the UK, later King George IV. The future king told Careme something to the effect that "I'll get fat if you keep cooking like this." Careme, who already felt underappreciated in England, snapped that "stimulating your highness' appetite is my job, controlling it is yours." He left shortly thereafter.

LOL A few years ago a deer got into the legislature buildings here and caused quite a stir. I can only imagine that monkeys would be a good deal more disruptive.

Jean Beliveau won a total of 17 Stanley Cup rings, 10 as a player and 7 during his time in the front office. That's fair-to-middlin'. Scotty Bowman wasn't a player, but won 9 as a coach (with three different teams!) and 5 more as a front office guy.

I don't use cream at all in mine, for that exact reason. It adds richness, but mutes flavour. I also find most recipes over-thickened, to my taste. Of course, I hail from Atlantic Canada, which (as we like to joke) is where New Englanders learned to make chowder. (Not offered as any sort of serious historical commentary, or to start a turf war, it's just part of the local humour)

I work from home and she's been upgrading her schooling from home, so we already spend the vast majority of our time together. Admittedly, it's easier to carve out a quiet corner in a big ramshackle house than a (relatively) small RV. I say relatively, because as I told my mom "some of those places were basically your apartment on wheels, except with a fireplace and better appliances." If it starts to look like a serious option, I'll definitely seize on the opportunity to benefit from your experience.

I was actually thinking about you the other day. My GF and I hit the annual RV show here in town, and sussed out a bit of "Princess style" for ourselves. Not that we're looking to take up a peripatetic lifestyle ourselves just yet, but we're seriously over-housed at the moment and planning to find lesser accommodations this spring. One option that's on the table is parking a used RV at her parents' property and living in it for a year or so, while we save our pennies for a down payment on a house.

My GF's dad, a retired air force technician, has been occupying himself for the past two winters by building an Arduino/GPS-based autopilot for his sailboat. It's a remarkably versatile platform. (He may never finish it, and may not be able to sail his boat anymore by the time it's done, but that's not the point...)

This would have been a viable option as well (anyone else here grow up with that show?)... PS: The museum looks like a blast for anyone who appreciates a bit of kitsch in their kitchen.

The pitcher plant is Newfoundland's official flower. Which, I suppose, tells you everything you need to know about the province's population of stinging and biting insects.

Yeah, that. A combi version of Oster's french-door model would be just fine for me.

My old GE electric knife with the wall-mount had the yellow and brown *and* avocado, so it would work with any kitchen decor.

I once (as a joke) did moose curry over couscous for Canada Day, so why not?

Probably not doing anything special at all, though I do plan to watch at least part of the game. It's not a *really* major event, you understand, like the Grey Cup or the Labor Day grudge matches between Edmonton/Calgary and Hamilton/Toronto. (ducks and runs) Truthfully I was more invested in Arsenal vs. Man City earlier today, though I'm intrigued by a) the classic youth vs. experience narrative; and b) the symmetry of Brady coming up against the Rams again in the late days of his career.