JerzyMade

Honestly, all you need is a wristwatch to conduct your own experiment. I "suspect" that you won't be surprised by the outcome of the experiment. If your friends can accomplish the opposite they're on the short track to developing a perpetuum mobile.

I haven't actually how long it takes to boil water, but it'll do it. The toughest job I've thrown at mine was poppy seed. It was blitzed into a smooth paste, and I doubt many blenders would survive that test.

I wonder how you pronounce that word. I pronounce tongue "tung" or sometimes "tun-g@" with the @ being a schwa. ← I found this Polish Pronunciation Guide - it's much better than my attempt at "hooked-on phonics."

Your father was probably following a Ukrainian pronunciation. He also might have been influenced by the predominant pronunciation of the immigrant community where he arrived. For example, the Polish community in Chicago speaks a distinct dialect of polish, and many words are pronounced quite differently than in Poland.

The correct spelling is gołąbki. My attempt at the pronunciation is go-WOMP-kee. In Polish, the first sound is definitely a 'g', not an 'h'. Holoopki sounds like Chech, or another Slavic language. The ł is roughly equivalent to 'w' in english, ą is similar to 'on' in the word tongue. It literally translates to 'little pigeons'.

The cuisines are quite different, as everyone so far said, but the real question is the menu of the new "cuban" restaurant. Call me a sceptic.

Why even bother reheating? I've recently discovered Costco's rotisserie chicken. I think the mark up is less than the energy cost to roast your own. And I second (or third) the TJ's gyoza, especially with their Teriyaki sauce.

So they claim, but I don't believe it.

Despite a strong curiosity, I've been unable to force myself to try Zima (the clear beer). Suds without color remind me too much of a dishwashing liquid. I still see this thing in the supermarket, although I have never seen anyone buying it.

A couple of years ago I felt that I was coming down with a flu, so made myself a nice pot of chicken soup. My sense of smell and taste was so out of whack that the concoction was inedible. Hard to imagine that one could screw up a chicken soup - my other senses must also have been affected. The next day I woke up with a nice case of chicken pox!

The "organic heirloom" tomatoes I picked up at Pavilions a few days ago were the epitomy of negative connotations. By far, the worst tomatoes I've had in a long time. Mealy, flavorless and overpriced. I know, what was I thinking buying organic produce at a supermarket?

My view is probably very close, but I'd word it: "I have a slight preference toward organic, as long as it's not pure hype." Organic-only snobbery is almost certain to turn me off.

My 7-year old loves feta cheese and hates mushrooms, my 11-year old loves olives and mushrooms, but hates feta. Actually, the younger one hates the word "mushroom" and the sight of them; she likes them when she doesn't know what she's eating. Of course, the older one loves tricking the younger one and then bragging about it. Fortunately, I can always feed them a grilled cheese sandwich, or I'd go nuts.

I'm more worried about clogging my arteries than the drain pipe. A plumber's visit costs about $150, a bypass surgery costs about $150,000. My $0.02

Maybe it wasn't clear from my original post, but these little guys were not just a little saltier than average. They were pretty much inedible. Yes, I managed to flush them down with a good dose of Chardonnay.