maggiethecat

Please post them here.

You are trapped in a stifling conference room, operating room, or cab of a sixteen wheeler...and you are planning your next dinner party with your professional colleagues. You have unlimited Diet Coke, fresh fruit platter, bagels and cream cheese ...and a deadline: Dinner Party on July 28th. Gimme the jargon, please. This example comes from our own indefatigable Monica Bhide . Anyone who has ever sat through an HR meeting can feel her pain: "As you begin planning the menu for your next big event, keep the following golden rules in mind -- Conduct a SWOT of the local cuisine, what do people like, what do they hate -- Gather your guests for a mind blowing facilitated session of -- What would you like to eat today? -- Gather all your information from the faciltated session -- use it to create menu handouts, and a workplan on how to proceed with the cooking process -- If your dinner is a success, call egullet and post your post dinner assessments online -- IF your dinner is a failure, consider an RIF." Please lay on the professional jargon with a trowel, tort, or Gantt Diagram. STAT. And, please: Post them here!

Golly Gee Whiz, Daddy! Your post number One! Wha hoo! Actually, I had forgotten about the photographic memory part, but you are, as always, right. And yeah, the Sunshine Eggs kept me out of trouble for at least that long! (My Daddy. The Best.)

Yup, another reason I love you! This was my breakfast...exactly! ...for two years. (2001-2002)

I also made the recipe for Fritz's Bread. It's a standard American white loaf, except that it differs from, say, "The Joy" or "Fanny Farmer" in specifying milk as 100% of the liquid content, instead of milk/water 50/50. So...and I could have guessed: it's a little heavy and sweet. I don't know if I'd use it for a tuna salad sandwich, but it makes amazing toast. The thing of it is: Why 100% milk? Very odd.

...and there is no health in me. I want one of those Viennese "espresso machines" that look like a baroque garden folly and, I'm sure, cost approximately as much. White porcelain, brass fittings, garlands of pink and gold roses painted on every available surface. And, of course, about six feet long. Cue the Lehar. Pass the schlag.

Tumbling about, huh? That's what happens when you keep your cabinet door closed! I'll shill for the Crate and Barrel basement too, and not just for tumblers. Their Gala wine glass is a beautiful thing, and four bucks or so last time I looked.

I'm with Sandra here: It's a laundry issue. A decent chef's jacket is 100% cotton, and way more of a pain to iron than an apron.

Right as always. Beautiful.

Exactly! My parents always dumped a big pile of red, red, red boiled lobsters on the middle of the table, with a platter of yellow corn, a butterdish, and a bottle of white Bordeaux at each end of the table. The only other accompaniment was a baguette. (Not in the USA. In Dalhousie, NB, Montreal, Trois-Rivieres and Ottawa.) Yes, bib and hands and buttah!

Whaa!! I don't get it. Could one/both of you guys PM me and enlighten me...

OK. Wasn't going to mention this because the quality isn't that great. But while we're on the subject of Ikea... They sell a lightweight non-stick eight inch frying pan for under three bucks. The coating holds up fairly well, and it's wonderful for omelets and sauteed potatoes for two, and such-like. Best part? It's so cheap you don't mind tossing it, and it's the price of a Super Value Meal to replace it, about once a year. And that three pack of scissors they sell...(2.98?...) I buy one everytime I'm there. Of course, I still can never find a pair of scissors when I need one. Edit: Jeez...how could I have forgotten corkscrews? Although I'm faint with lust when I see a Rabbit in the hands of one of my oeno buddies (Guajolote? Awbrig? My cousin Cort) an eight dollar corkscrew can open a bottle of wine. Just fine.

I believe that Cook's did a test on roasting pans awhile back, and decided that the black mottled enameled ones, exactly like your Granny's, were, at seven bucks, as good as any hundred and fifty dollar roaster. Ikea has amazing prices on candles. We have a ten candle candleabra, and it's the only lighting sourse in the dining room, so we go through a lot of candles! And then there's the neighbourhood charity resale shop. Those onion soup crocks were twenty five cents apiece, and looked unused. The tablecloth at a dollar, ditto. The angelfood cake pan at fifty cents...virgin. I now drop in a couple of times a month looking for the rarely-used stuff: I'm still looking to cop a soup tureen, preferably not in the shape of a turkey.

Hey, mon ami, you coined a brand new word! Sit back and enjoy the attention. Safire will be writing about you in a couple of months. (Do cats fart?)

Thanks, all! 37,808.

I've heard them called "crumbers"...Restoration Hardware sells them for under two bucks. Hmmmm. Where is mine?

37,528. Hey, we've just broken seven miles! Oh, add one for me: I got "Best Food Writind 2002" for my birthday. 37, 529.

I hate to add a note of frivolity to a serious thread but... I still want the Hello Kitty waffle iron! And Rachel's right on about the Salton.

Nero: Did you make this happen? Did you have the duck? Did you get one of the "private dining nooks?"---aren't they pretty? Tell.

I agree. I pick up a few at the Great Glebe Emporium when I visit the folks in Ottawa; the same price, or cheaper, and in Canadian dollars. But the winner for cheapness, durablity and performance (discussed exhaustively at eGullet) is still (drumroll): Cast iron cookware.

I just checked this out, and the pricing astounds me. They are thirty dollars a dozen? If so, my Christmas list is um, handled. Or are they thirty dollars the each if I buy 1-3 dozen?

Some kind of obscure Yorkshire rhyming slang for crumpet?

The Orca Jinmyo mentioned is my grabber of choice, but it goes walkabouts, as do my poinsettia printed mitts still hanging in since Christmas. So... Kitchen towel.

Um...never heard of TGATCCMs. So: What's my (and your) status?

Well, count my Granny from Lancs as fur free and knickers out the whazoo. Scone like stone makes me wince. Is this some kind of Brit shibboleth...scone pronunciation?