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From the Dylan Prime Web Site: I'd only put a hat on my steak if it's REALLY cold.

Gumby's got no genitalia. If anything, he's camel-toed.

I just got a microwave a couple of years ago (birthday present from boyfriend). I use it to reheat food (less dishes to clean), and melt butter or chocolate if necessary. It's also great for baked potatoes. Nuke them, then roast them on high heat to crisp up the skin. Crisp, fluffy baked potatoes in 10-15.

That's happened to me. Forgot about it.

Nooo. Then you order another. Der.

If it's a good steak, nothing. But I have had au poivre and straight bleu cheese (no, bourbon bleu) and thoroughly enjoyed them. Poivre was more for the frites.

How hot does your stove get?

P.S. mamster, liked the article. Hate the vampires.

Brian, I'm on the buttermilk wagon as well. But also (and I'm sure I'm alone in this) I'd change the name. Whenever I see desserts with "childhood names", I get a little grossed out. Again, I'm sure it's just me. But it does sound wonderful, yogurt or not.

I've never had a peep, although I've touched them.

I've never had a peep.

Please invite me when you do this!

Jaymes, I'm surprised the stores around you were so unsympathetic. The disasters I've been in, all of the stores either made sure they opened afterwards TO sell needed items get rid of refrigerated stuff. Sometimes they would sell it, sometimes give it away. Free. Really strange they were so freaked.

Yes, I was thinking of lessening the alcohol and perhaps deep freezing. But I know little of such things.

Hmmm... now I shall have to check it out. I never thought the coffee shop was scruffy at all. I forgot about a lovely evening at the old Siberia. Bottles of beer and "The Wicker Man." Oh holy night!

Hey nightscotsman and Ben, how about a FOG sorbet or something? Suzanne, I'm confused. Is there a Beacon night set? If so, I might wait for that. Maybe.

A nice read Lily, thanks for sharing. And FG, thanks for pointing it out. Forgot to ask, may I choose someone else's bare butt?

Report back on The Cell. How do you know it's only jiz? Slightly sexist, don't you think?

That's the Village Den. I used to live around the corner.

I'm surprised I never EVER hear anyone speak of Frankie and Johnny's. I used to go there a lot and it was consistently fabulous. Has it changed, or am I demented?

Don't you think that anyone who would be ABLE to make a Flaming Orange Gully would not be able to beat you up? For whatever reason. I can't believe Velvet Falernum's not available in NYC. Any updates? I'm going to head over to the Beacon this week.

What he said. I do have 2 & 1/2 gallons of water that my mum bought me, but I'm planning on not using it and giving it back to her. Didn't want it in the first place.

where's the cell? is tracy still at bellevue/siberia then? Are you saying that Siberia has moved into Bellevue? DIVE NIGHT!

where's the cell? is tracy still at bellevue/siberia then? Are you saying that Siberia has moved into Bellevue?

I used to go to Blue Gold a swillion years ago. Don't know if it's the diviest dive, but I may have to go investigate for old time's sake. I also used to go to a place on A between 8th&9th with no sign, but we called it Blanche's. Skanky to the nth degree. There was also Nightingale on 2nd and... 10th? Personally, I never thought the Wa Wa hut was that bad.... There was 119 on 15th between Union Square and Irving Place. Actually, I don't know if that was the name or just the address. Anyway, it's all fruitified now. Shame. Used to have good darts. Shame about Billy's Topless, though. There was a bar on Broadway between 75th &76th called Mc Gowan's (now Bear Bar). We used to go in highschool. I mean, if you had a bandaid with your DOB on it, they'd accept it. I started going there when I was 14, but some other kids looked no more than 11. Anyway, the bar was in the front where the old drunks sat, and we'd go to the back. Max was the Maitre'd and always greeted us warmly. He often wore a red tie, and we'd say "Hi Max, nice tie!" and he'd look down at his tie and reply "Das not my tie, das my tongue!" every time. *sniff* I know I've been to a thousand dives, but I can only think that most of the time I wasn't in the remembering way. But you guys are jogging my memory. How about an eGullet dive night NYC?