Rebecca263

I am resisting the french fries in Philadelphia today. I await those AMAZING french fries eagerly!

Oh, that Coalport is nice. I have a set of Korlis Indian Tree and I despise it. Look for it on ePay as soon as I get something else for every day.

Gorgeous food porn, Jason! We can't wait!!!! Those are amazing looking french fries! Guess I'll have to have a hot dog, too, now.

I only have one basic no no. Don't eat it if the first bite doesn't taste GOOD! Other than that, it's pretty much a free for all. And after reading this forum I'm serving #1 boy a dozen oysters and a bottle of vodka next visit!

Does anyone else here see the allure of collecting bone dishes and platters? Since I've become, um, income challenged I've only been a tiny bit lusty for tableware, and platters are SO practical. Well, OK, I admit it, platters and GIANT bowls. OK, Add serving pieces and spoons. Oh, and don't forget those bone dishes! and, mugs, teapots and soup bowls. Oh, and small pitchers. Um, OK, never mind, I DO have a problem. My name is Rebecca and I have lusted in my heart, AND in my cupboards. spelling edit!

I wonder what any chef would say if I ordered my steak raw?

Please, step away from the Velveeta... trust me, it's not worth it to waste your time and effort on that Velveeta Fudge', we're still wondering WHY we did that to ourselves.

Bread, I make a bread of some sort every day excepting Friday and Saturday. We buy an egg bread on Friday and it lasts through Saturday. I used to almost always buy bread but stopped once I realized how easy, inexpensive, mindless and wonderful the process of making it yourself is. Last night the guests wanted to have 'subs' and I made the whole wheat dough into baguettes! Tonight we made the ends into croutons for our salad! I can't imagine going back to a steady diet of bakery bread now. Pasta, I make a country style torn pasta, ravioli or coins myself whenever we want it, except when kiddle wants spaghetti. Since I don't have a pasta roller, I haven't been able to make spaghetti or a very thin noodle of any sort as yet. Mayonnaise, we only eat it maybe once a year, and then in such a small amount, it's so easy to make a small batch and I am spoiled by the taste. I see a lot of other foods that we make at home on other folks' lists, but I can't rightly count them as I've never bought those things ready made, and although we make pizza at home, we also order it at pizzerias, so I'm not counting that, either.

No, thanks, I'll continue to find those little out of the way places, selling their fish sandwiches(hello Lakeland!), carrot cakes(on a backroad, in a gas station in in mid Florida, of all places!), sandwiches on home made bread (a turnpike exit convenience shop in Pennsylvania!) or french fries, and we'll continue sitting in our car, eating those delicious finds. And, I'll continue to cherish my childhood memory of my dad piling us all into the Corvair during a rainstorm and taking us to the beach, where he bought hotdogs and bottled Coca Colas at the pier and then we all sat in the car, eating those really great grilled dogs, while dear Dad told us we were the safest we could ever be during a thunderstorm, in the car, because the tires grounded us!

OK, nakji wins, THAT post was both poignant AND funny. I snorted my water just now, and the kids and the cat are looking at me like I might just be wired with explosives suddenly.

Takoyaki! Thank you, thank you. I am going to attempt it next week! Thank you for your fascinating blog, you have a wonderful descriptive way of writing which really brings your home alive for me.

Yay! Kiddle and I plan a trip there ASAP! I smell french fries in my future!

We're with you! We will have guests, and a chicken will feed us all.

Well, first off, that's exactly NOT what I said. Nowhere did I say (nor do I feel) that I *prefer* rudeness. So I don't know where you got that from, and it's not an accurate representation of my point of view. I guess that makes me easier to disagree with, though... Aren't we better off having a few loonies out there who care about what they serve than a world where only the super-nice survive? Is their contribution to cuisine so small that it's neutralized when they go off the deep end every now and again? Seems like you'd say "yes". ← Sure, you said EXACTLY that, that a 'screw you' attitude is preferable in order to have good food. QUOTE "I would rather patronize an establishment where someone would say "screw you, you can't have tomatoes because they aren't good enough" rather than just sheepishly throw on some mushy, greenish-yellow disks from the fridge." END QUOTE. How sad for you, that you think that those are your only options. They aren't, by far. I would rather simply spend the short moments it requires to find the alternative, better food and better attitude. And it exists so far, everywhere I've ever been, and I've been many places. And, no we are not better off accepting "loonies" who care about what they serve, but not a whit for their clientele, in fact disprespect their clientele! And, this thread isn't about "loonies"( does the lady worship the moon?), but about rudeness and a sense of entitlement to such behavior. Are you really wont to say that those are your only alternatives? They certainly have never been mine, whether I've been rich or poor, in the midst of war I've had more options. To say that my not accepting rudeness is a championing of mediocrity is silly, silly, silly. Absurd and definitely very Kafka of you. However, you're right, I say, YES. A talented but rude chef, I'm not interested. It's my life, I've experienced the worst in the world much more often than you could be aware, and I don't tolerate the small minded pettiness of rude or snobbish behavior from anyone. What comes to my mind when I see that kind of behavior is that those people don't know the world, truly. I have seen so much of REALITY, which has NOTHING to do with the quality of a tomato, that watching someone behave in such a way is the most foolish thing I could see, simply wasteful of life, and I'm not interested. And, BTW, why didn't that other guy just fry those green disks? Fried green tomatoes, yum. edited by me for spelling, yuck!

OK, dear, DUCK! While I agree with your appreciation of people who truly care about the product as opposed to those to simply go through the motions, I am appalled to find that there is someone who prefers rudeness to the alternative, which is good manners. It's ridiculous to say that someone who makes good food should be allowed to be rude, just because they make better food than is served in some other places, and I think it's sad that you feel that you need to suffer the ignominy of rude behavior in order to eat well. That's just absurd to me. Especially at the level of dining we're discussing here, and the locale. I mean, DC is not exactly a wasteland of good food! I try not to ever be served mediocre food, I only spend my money where I am at least hopeful to 90% of having a decent meal. That said, I will NEVER eat anywhere that has a component of "Screw you" attitude. And, dear, you shouldn't have to, either. We live in a great big world with so many choices, it's incomprehensible to me that you would want those negative experiences, or even a chance of them. Someone with a chip on their shoulder can NEVER give you a completely wonderful meal experience. It just won't happen. You need to stay under their radar, you need to hope that if they are in contact with you the moment won't have a tense result, that's unacceptable to me. Life is wonderful and horrible, and I refuse to go out of my way to chance horrible. If you're thinking that the 'artist' has a right to be rude and get away with it, I don't see things the same way. No one is so much better than someone else just because they have a talent, or have worked hard to do something (or for ANY reason, for that matter) that they have a right to be rude. That's just small minded, negative, unpleasant behavior, I won't tolerate it, and I'm dismayed if you feel that it is the price you need to pay, in order to feel that you are getting good food. Or good anything.

Gee, I love my microwave! It's NOT a microwave to me, but a tea kettle! I must 'boil' water for tea in the lovely radio-kettle about 5 times each day!

Yes! Get off of I-95 at Hollywood Boulevard and go East. You'll hit the downtown in about ten minutes. There are a LOT of great places there! The 'Historic" downtown distirict is about 4 blocks long and there are lots of good places to eat. I opened a jewelry store there (Belenke Jewelers, 1944 Hollywood Blvd) in the 90's. It's still there, although I'm not! There is a great Russian style bakery/cafe called Chocolada to stop in AFTER dinner, too, and they're open late. Here's a link to the downtown. http://www.downtownhollywood.com/ Have fun!

that is one classy snack! x marlena ← I'm really embarrassed that I shared this here, so thanks! My exhusband once found me eating a raw steak, and he thought it was disgusting and terrible. I think it must be gross and socially deadly to really like raw meat, and here I've gone and told the world, via eGullet. Twice in the past week, too! Maybe I need to be bitten or something. For penance.

Ethiopian beans are the best! Spring for them, you won't leave anyone disappointed.

Hi, I'm Syrian, family from Damascus. I make an ibrik every morning, it's my private time, and I wanted to add a few bits to this thread. Sometimes we just throw in a crushed cardamom seed to the pot. I always use a LOT more sugar than 1 1/2 teaspoons, this morning I made 5 demitasse and I used 3 heaping tablespoons. I'm sure to have done this incorrectly, but here's (I hope!) a link to my own post on the subject. http://forums.egullet.org/index.php?act=ST...dpost&p=1071777

Domino Dots, Florida's Organic Sugar and Crystal Hot Sauce. I do not care what anyone says, those items are always in my house. And I will not live with any man who won't let me have 'em, either, even if he has to have 'em sent by post to Madrid. Or Barcelona. Or Tokyo. Or Dusseldorf. Whatever, if you require my charm, you'll get them for me. Consider it charm insurance. Enough said. I've never had to do without, yet. Is Crystal still making sauce now? I've only got 6 bottles in the pantry. Mr.Miami better get some for me.

When I'm alone I will slice a steak and eat it with some salt and balsamic vinegar. Raw.

Unfortunately, I've lived months in hospital. This past year I was in for one nice stretch. I had a lovely Staph infection that was septic, so the hallucinations were very odd. Once I was alert, I wrote a poem to the dietician and added my list of food to it. I always say that I am on an extremely restricted diet. I have a terribly frightening looking chronic disease, so I get away with it. Here's my list, ONLY fresh fruit, steamed or raw veggies, broth(more on this later), cheese of any kind except American, oatmeal, sunflower seeds, all nuts other than peanut, fish, hard boiled eggs and yogurt. I also tell them that the only canned thing that I am allowed to eat is tinned fish. I use the broth and nuts for salad dressings and to flavor the steamed items. I get soy sauce and Crystal hot sauce smuggled in. And decent tea. I stayed at Centra State in Freehold, New Jersey this past February. You should have seen my meals! Huge platters of fresh fruit and oatmeal and cottage cheese, every morning! I couldn't eat it all if I tried! It was the middle of the winter, but I had ripe melon, citrus and grapes every day. I had bowls of oranges and apples at my bedside, everyone came to visit me at snack time. Lunches were also similarly picnic like, but were usually broccoli and carrots with sliced cheese and a tiny tin of salmon, and pretty good. Dinner was the difficult thing, the dietician just couldn't keep from wanting to send me hot foods, and you know, cooked can mean steamed for an hour in a hospital. I resorted to begging for hard boiled eggs and thawed frozen vegetables every night. I just ate the whites and made salad from the broccoli and such. Plus, my sister brought me lovely dark chocolates. I am a candy eater, I prefer to get my calories that way in hospital, if possible. I did lose a few pounds, and considering the medications that I was on, it was a miracle, as I have gained 30 pounds since coming home. When I left hospital I sent the kitchen flowers and a final poem as a thank you for putting up with my need for fresh fruits and such, and the kitchen sent ME a thank you note for being so easy to feed! It was the best hospital stay I ever had, and only partially because of the Dilauded drip. edited by me to add: winesonoma, feel better! Lucky you, you can have wine!

Dear Swisskaese and "My David" (I'll always think of him that way now!) Thank you, especially for showing us the dairies, markets and vintners, and your gorgeous meals. Swisskaese, you have a lovely, happy way of writing, and it is so nice to match your smile to your words! Thank you again.

I like my dead animals raw, what can I say? Carpaccio, sashimi and tartare are the best excuses for me to indulge in public, but at home... well... there's no one watching, I can just eat it! I stopped eating cow for awhile, but I'm back at it recently, I just can't help it, it's like those dirt eaters, I swear, I just can't stop. I need a 12 step program, I can hear the voices now " Step away from the beef"...