Darienne

That is what Grandmothers are for I guess.

Oh yes. Shiprock, New Mexico. A roadside Fry Bread stand. Two please. Oh my. Love it.

Many years ago, in another lifetime, and indeed, in another food time slot, I sat on a number of hospital and other mental health boards and also was a vegetarian. I swore I would never, ever, ever, in my entire lifetime eat Fettucine Alfredo. Times have changed....but I still haven't eaten it.

I think we are pretty boring in this category. Ed makes a generic tomato sauce in great quantity which is then frozen. Thawed, we add to it to render it more towards the Italian, Greek, Mexican, whatever. I know, I know. I make a really simple pesto and (alas) use walnuts instead of pine nuts because pine nuts dwell outside our snack bracket. We do use Costco's parmesan and he shreds it for me. My hands left that scene a good number of years ago. And lastly, Ed makes his Mother's recipe for Macaroni and Cheese. It's incredibly North American...maybe even Canadian only...and we love it. Elbow macaroni, canned tomatoes, fried onions, grated cheddar (Canadian cheddar husbandly grated). Can't remember what else. No meat though. (I know...we do not eat high on the hog, as it were, and I do not cook high on the sophisticated scale, but I have finally gotten old enough and tired enough that I no longer will hide it from you, my incredible cooking eG chums.)

No ideas from me. Sorry Hope you can rid yourself of them permanently.

I just got into the site without any troubles. Wednesday 8:00am

Add me to the list of people whose opinions are " so cliché that to me it is deeply boring and predictable." I don't like white chocolate. But then I don't like milk chocolate either.

I am the perennial student always...thus my sign-off signature. I guess I've been cooking now with pleasure for about ten years and have learned bits and bobs from a lot of different 'non-North American' sources. But I've quit buying cookbooks, cut off most of my followed blogs, ceased to borrow cooking books and periodicals from the library, and stopped experimenting in the various cuisines I dabbled in...and so I'm mostly a repeater now with maybe one new dish a month from discoveries. I'm quite happy making and eating the same things over and over. And so is my DH.

Salad, salad, and more salad. All kinds of salads.

We have a Rubbermaid drainer and tray and a dedicated place for them in a shallow shelf in a cupboard directly across from the dishwasher. It's a galley type kitchen so everything is quite handy. I never use it, but when we have company, particularly the annual Dog Weekend, it gets used constantly. Ugly things. One of our sons had a wonderful two storey stainless steel dish-drainer setup which I coveted...but we gave it to one of his friends when he died. I still think about it every now and then. But then I think of our son every day.

My mouth is watering just looking at your photo. Will look up the recipe.

Here's one more for the trip! My sole experience with Las Vegas was stopping for gas in 1985 at 5:30 am and being stunned watching people play the machines inside the gas station. I wish we had taken at least a bit of a drive around the city. Maybe I could have spotted my hero, Gil Grissom.

Those people don't live in my house, a farm with a husband and two big dirty dogs. OTOH, I am not a dedicated house cleaner I guess. My Mother once said about my kitchen (and I printed it out and put it on the wall): "Having a dirty kitchen is better than living a life of thievery and killing". No I am not kidding. I guess she was appalled by a fingerprint. Or pawprint.

It seems to me that you have a Mother's memory. Was that my last problem?

And I shall never (well, good luck on that one) use the hand mixer on a smallish bowl which I am not holding with the other hand. And I don't think I want to say anything more about this episode.

The sole celebratory plan is to make a new recipe: Dark Chocolate Souffle Cheesecake.

About a decade ago we lived in Moab Utah for 6 months (and loved it). Gave many dinner parties and loved that too. One night I needed a sauce for a dessert...can't recall why now...but threw together my subsequently 'famous' raspberry sauce...which is somewhat of an embarrassment to me. But by Jove, it worked. Raspberry seedless jam plus Chambord plus butter in a small pot. Yumm.

We eat breakfast separately now and for me it circles around meds I have to take. Noon, well actually 12:30 is our main meal of the day. And then supper, which is either a salad or a soup or a vegetable dish is at 6:00 pm Not exciting but it suits us. If we have overnight type guests, we usually revert to the more familiar light lunch and heavier dinner...but I don't really like it.

Sorry...,but does CATO mean Catastrophe at Take Off?

We are just two also...wait, no four...our two 100-pound dogs sometimes eat pork and lean ground from Costco...and find Costco very useful for a lot of basics. And we have the space to store large amounts in our cellar. And I love the snacking aisles. We've found a number of useful items in these freebies that we would never have tried otherwise. Most of our food is from scratch...but oh, those artichokes in oil I do love.

How long have you owned each oven? We have found that all electronic products simply fail after a certain length of time. Just part of this AI life we lead. We used to shop at a certain local appliance dealer which closed up years ago. DH was a former teacher of one of the employees who told him that if someone gets five years from a stove, fridge, etc...that person is very lucky.

Always good to welcome a fellow Canuck to eGullet. Happy posting.

The soup looks good...but it's the pumpernickel photo which gets my attention. Would you be so kind as to send me the recipe for that bread? I'd be indebted to you. It looks like the pumpernickel of my childhood in Montreal. Very dark and moist. Thanks.

Imagine if we could have tasted it when it first came on the market...

Hooray for you, Chris Hennes, and I look forward to reading about your Indian cooking experiences. DH and I both love Indian food...but I don't cook it. And I don't really know why. And living in Ontario Canada, even outside a small city, we have access to several decent Indian food restaurants and all the ingredients we could need. So why don't I cook Indian food? ???? So, I am going to be inspired by your delving deeply into the subject and will no doubt start to cook this wonderful and so varied cuisine. My thanks to you, good sir.