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Susan and Megan: Truly worthy additions to this thread! I know they both tasted good -- but gack!

E magnifico, that menu. It's so ambitious, so "modern" so ... long. That's just crazy -- the length and breadth of it! I want to taste it all -- the gourd and cheese pie sounds like something I should be baking right now, in the most beautiful Illinois October of recent memory. When you have time, enter some (or all) of your recipes in RecipeGullet, per favore. I'm in the savory breakfast camp myself, and regularly gross out my doughnut-fancying co-workers by gnawing a couple of leftover fried chicken legs or a dish of reheated chili for breakfast.

I've learned to appreciate Bobby Flay, but Chef Bowles, this is no contest. I'm in your corner -- I think a standing nine count is the way to go.

I Am Still Married, and my child turned out to be everything an eGullet Mama could wish for: she cooks, she travels and eats street food, she dines out and thinks about what she's eating. That's a few miracles right there! Teri's thread Fixing Inedible Food got me thinking about my divorced eGulls. If you're the non-custodial parent do you freak when you open the fridge door at your ex-house and see nothing but processed food? If you're the custodial parent, do you worry about what the kiddies might be eating on those weekends away? Are there Wars of the Roses style food wars? Do the kids get confused or do they dig the contrast?

So many good ideas, both in the using up of the goo, because you're thrifty, and in ex-management. I'd take matters and menu-planning into your own hands. Your daughter isn't a vegetarian exactly, she simply doesn't eat meat. Buy some fish and let him know that it's Meal One. Suggest he make a frittata, omelet or eggs quasi Benny for Meal Two. Prep the veg, wash the salad greens. And tell him he can't use your vegetable stock or leave his inedible detritus in your house. Hide the stockpot. Let him know that the times they are a changing.

That is a stunning lunch, ronnie -- beautiful and such a wide selection. Where is Clovis, in miles from LA? (Inland Empire?)

That's the spirit! I guess I was a little flippant in my first post here, altho it was God's truth. Fact is, your mouth will heal up fine and fast, and you must never throw food that was never meant to be blended -- lasagna, steak, etc. in the blender, or, in fact, depend on the Waring at all. Eggs are your friends: soft boiled, omelettes, sunny-side up, poached -- all served with soft buttered toast and a little bacon you can crunch with your incisors. Maybe "Canadian" bacon because it isn't as crisp. Sausages. Pancakes. I guess you have dispensation to eat breakfast until the sutures come out.

I'm a piglet too. I chewed slowly and carefully with my front choppers and ate anything that wasn't sharp, like potato chips.

Er, get it? Both his names are food items. Slinking away.... Verdi forever. And Django.

Sorry, maraschino cherries are mandatory! Deconstruction goes only so far.

You really rock, but why the lemon soy yog? You missed a bacon opportunity. Triscuits: salt grease and texture. Yum.

Anything by Chuck Berry.

Post your limericks on this thread, please.

This is the Smackdown that won't die: I swear I've seen more entries on the Limerick thread after the old competition closed than before. Limericks just rattle around in your head -- Isaac Asimov published a book of Limericks while he was doing serious reseach and writing books and columns. My father wrote two hundred in two days. It's just fun. I'm (re?) publishing the hoary and perfect culinary Limerick here to remind you about scan and rhyme scheme. I'll take points off for sloppy. A gentleman dining in Crewe Found a rather large mouse in his stew. Said the waiter: "Don't shout! Or wave it about Or the rest will be wanting one too." Please don't post your entries on this topic -- please use this thread. Anything you've contirubuted since the long-ago awarding of prizes can be copied and pasted there. This is a fun interim Smackdown -- watch this space in the next few weeks for the new model. Deadline poets: November 1, 2006.

That would depend if I'm talking to you or to someone from the government. ← You rock.

!!!!! (If you'd dropped the "So" in the second line it would have scanned better. But you've got Limerick Love, I can tell.)

First class -- scans perfectly. Um, start a lahmajoon thread -- I'm clueless.

Sister Mary Margaret taught you well -- doesn't scan perfectly, but it's a true limerick.

Not a limerick, but a great Low Country Ballad.

Poetry, but not a limerick, unless Ferlinghetti had a stab at limericks.

Just lovely -- a real limerick.

oMy mother made that lemon pudding at least once a fortnight, and it was cause for kiddie rejoicing. Maybe it's a retro dessert in need of reviving!

What she said! I know it might seem like an extra step to enter the recipe at Recipe Gullet first, them return to describe its wonders and post a link... But! that's how these wonderful recipes don't get lost. I adore Green Goddess too, and don't make it often enough. Je suis un peu snob, mais j'adore un peu de ketchup dans Vinaigrette des Milles Iles.

I admired the book, and tried to get a chapter for Daily Gullet until I found out that VF was paying him money for it. It's intelligent and well-written.

We're all in luck, Rebecca! Keep checking Daily Gullet in the upcoming weeks.