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A Cook's Tour, Season III: Episode IV. "Return to Chiang Mai" ANNOUNCER/NARRATOR "What Mr. Bourdain DOESN'T know is that we've changed his regular Thai street satay with grilled rats on a stick!" BOURDAIN: Mmmm. Yummy. Deep fried goodness. Now all I need is a bottle Sriracha sauce, a carton Marlboros and a six pack of Singha! I'm in heaven! i urge everyone to click on the images in that link to enlarge them. Dija haveta?

Welcome to the dark side, Seth.

Toasted seeds, croutons....

My eye caught Sally Struthers only, and I thought you were going to say"from South Park where she's in a Red Cross (?) station in Africa eating boxes of 'veal roll-ups." My mistake.

Yes, that's how horrible they are, and how desparate the mouse is to get away from them. You can release a mouse from them though by dripping cooking oil on the stuck parts. Then they can be released, hopefully. I mean released away from the house after being released from the glue.

The goulash was tough, nothing was seasoned well, spatzel blah, some app I don't even remember. I was really excited to go there, and was completely and totally let down on all counts. I did like the decor, though.

Feeling pressure from Burger Club members, I write to you. If you haven't heard of my quest, it is to find the best burger (reasonably priced) in the city. No truffles, no caviar, nothing that seeps into the meat, meat being beef. Excellent meat, cooked well is what I am after. We have hit bumps along the road, but that will happen. Do you have a favorite burger here? I must say that I have found about four favorite burgers in my life. One was in the Virgin Gorda c. 1975, one in Providence, RI, twice c. 1985-86, one at Mr. Chipps next to McGlade's on Columbus and 66th here in NY c.1986 before they were both demolished... and I'm blanking on one. Point being, that I find them few and far between. And I eat an awful lot of burgers. Got one? I am very interested. And I would be remiss if I didn't extend an invitation to any of our BC meetings which you will find here. We meet every two weeks or so at a place from the growing list, and all are welcome, always. Next meeting date to be determined due to conflicts with the IH/MRS Show at the Javits Center. But it's coming soon. Many thanks, Elyse

I actually had a silly mouse moment about a month ago. I was in my bread class, and my teacher had asked me to bang out the willow baskets (for proving the bread). Anyway, I wacked out the first two, then the third one I separated had a mouse in it. I was holding it. I yelped, dropped it, and lost track of the mouse. Jeez, was that a fright. I don't mind mice and all, over there. When I'm holding it and it's scurrying away from my hand and it's a surprise... that I can do without. I suppose I'm lucky I didn't flip it into my cleavage. On a related note, around very west 82nd-83rd streets, I am seeing many squashed dead rats. Like four today? On 82nd. One on 83rd. Not so bad, but I keep nearly riding my bike over them.

Oh tommy, you make me laugh.

Yeah, oops. What day should we change BC to?

I knew you started this thread, Jamie. Oddly enough, herbacidal and I went to the 97th street location last night. I had a cubano (my first) $3.00, and he had....fried pork chops? Whatever porky thing they were, they were delicious. I was really looking forward to riding my bike to the 175th location, but time didn't allow it. Glad to hear there's a giant hill I avoided!

Make it Spicier Nacho, and I'm there. Good woman. Er... woman?

Spray Nine is pretty strong stuff. I wouldn't use it on furniture.

I was at Mocca about a year ago, and fuck was it awful.

all of god's creatures have feelings. it's just not right to kill anything in any way that might make it suffer. unless it's a cow and you're driving a piece of metal into it's skull at 1000 mph so i can have a juicy hamburger. even god says that's ok.

Can we hear more about your spelling?

Both excellent solutions. Who's going to try them?

Yeah, you have to make sure it's one of the tough ones without the flipity bottom flaps. It's not a solution for the meek. Drowning is faster than poison, but a good wack when done properly is the best solution. I would definitely freak if the bag split and it flung into my hair. I'd have to be hospitalized.

Wait. That's not funny.

SEE?

Now, that's gross. I would either get it into a paper bag and wack it against a step or something, or paper bag and into the freezer. Sounds weird, but I heard it was pretty humane, and just went to sleep. No chloroform in my pantry. The mouse would just go to sleep, not me. AND, that's if I found it in a trap, or it was dying from poison. If I could catch a healthy one, I go to the park with it, and release it there.

What have I begun?

Ah -- a reason to not overindulge at the International Hotel/Motel and Restaurant Show that day! WAIT! That's next Saturday? I'm at the show then. Can we reschedule?