Arey

The mother of a childhood friend liked Easter Egg sandwiches. A thick slice of Easter Egg between two slices of white bread. I've always thought this was pretty bad, but just this week I saw a recipe for a grilled chocolate sandwich. What next? Hershey bars on whole wheat with lettuce and tomatoe, but hold the mayo.

So why post this remark? I despise the Lima Bean and if I saw a thread on loving Lima Beans I would ignore it. I might murmur "Erring eaters go in peace" but I would respect their right to love Limas and expect them to respect my right to detest limas, and I wouldn't flaunt my feelings in their face.

When I bought some in December at the nearest BB&*B they were $4.99 for 1. I'm located in So. Jersey, 30 minutes from everywheres.

On the advice of my attorney, I must decline to answer this question, and take the 5th Admendment

To the one thing in life that I've given my heart to and (almost) never been disappointed - Cheese -, this unabashed declaration of unconditional love is dedicated. I once bought a Brie in Nantucket So ripe and so soft I could suck it. So I said with a grin As I wiped off my chin Well, never mind, you know what I mean.

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That's assuming you can find a cab driver who speaks English. The time before last I went to Philadelphia, I got in a cab and said I wanted to to go to the Reading Terminal. "You vant zee bus?" the cabbie asked. "The Reading terminal" I said slowly and clearly. "Oh, you vant airport?" I quickly exited the cab, and a block away found one driven by a Jamaican. He knew where I wanted to go, and his English was much more euphonious than mine. However, if I were in Philadelphia for only a day or two, I would try to get to the White Dog Cafe and either the Reading Terminal or the Italian Market. If you could fit in Susannah Foo's for lunch or dinner that would be nice. Arey God, I miss Philadelphia

The Compleat Angler by Izaak Walton. A very pleasant book to read and even if it doesn't make you want to go freshwater fishing, it will make you hungry for fish. He tends to favor simple cooking methods, cleaning it , filling the cavity with herbs and spit roasting it. Alice in Wonderland Beau-ootiful Soo---oop! Beau-ootiful Soo---oop! Soo---oop of the e---e---evening Beautiful, beautiful Soup!

Forget the wine and work on the beer. There's a beer to go with everything. If beer is not available ask for tap water. Mind you, I'm not talking Millers or Bud when I say ask for beer. Arey

That's because up here in New Jersey and other Mid-Atlantic states , both State and Federal Game Officials have yet to have found a way to make Canada Geese return to being migratory. They're all over the d**m place all year round! Snow Geese are a problem too.

Since its a "Sound of Music Party" It should be a saccharine torte. Blanc Mange would also be appropriate.

Seared scallops with lemon zest on a bed of baby spinach sauteed with garlic, and for a veggie, roasted asparagus. Also had a nice Chardonnay with it. Simultaneously I cooked tomorrow's entree - a baked skinless chicken thigh.

I regret to have to advise you that the best possible peeler is no longer manufactured. Mine disappeared over a decade ago. I bought all sorts of substitutes, none of which were satisfactory, went through the trash bins, and even siffted my compot heap to no avail. Then when my new refrigerator was being delivered, as the old one was being removed my peeler appeared in a pile of grot, mold, and cat kibble.Repressing my gag reflex, I grabbed it (the peeler, not the cat, although he had it coming) with a pair of kitchen tongs, threw both the peeler and the tongs into a pot of boiling water for five to ten minutes and then washed them over and over and over. The culprit, in this disappearence, was the cat, who in reverse of the Monty Python skit, liked to put things under things.

Following a perfprmance Gioacchino and Dame Nelly had Ouefs Mollets Rossini, Poularde Rossini, Tournedos Rossini, and Peaches Melba. They skipped the Pasta Norma, too many carbs, you know.

I was in line behind Eugene Ormandy one day at a German butcher's stall in the Reading Terminal Market. He was buying sausages. I don't intend to knock worse conductors or butchers, but Ormandy had the best taste in music and meat.

When I was working and living in Philadelphia, the big seller at the nearest State Store was Tiger Rose wine with Thunderbird a close second. Of course, at that time, in my group, when we were feeling extravagant, we bought a gallon jug of Gallo red.

I am looking forward to it eagerly.I recently went out and bought a Chef's Choice 110 electric knife sharpener upon realizing that years of using a manual sharpener hads just about ruined my knives. I could run my finger along the blade and it was like running your finger along a fine toothed comb. At least now I'm no longer chopping veggies and carving roasts with a blunt instrument.

My brother and I always got an orange in our Christmas Stockings. It probably goes back to the Victorian period, and earlier when oranges in Winter were a rare and expensive treat. As for Creamed Onions, yuck! Cranberries, are, I think, the most abused holiday foodstuff after onions.

It's beginning to look a lot like Lent, Everywhere I go. The local Steak Fifty-Eight Is pushing Tuna carpaccio.

Said that aged degenerate Claus I have trouble controling my paws. I lust for my elves, And my reindeer themselves Accuse me of breaking the laws. When my missus aint feeling too huggery, And my elves greet me with thuggery I leave my work table And hie to the stable For a little affectionate buggery. I loves all my reindeer, although Rudolph's my favorite, you know. Oh the games that we play In the back of my sleigh! And, it's me what makes his nose glow.

Elsewheres. I couldn't afford Margate/Longport 28 years ago so I bought a house in a town thats 30 minutes from anywheres unless you want to go to a casino, which I don't since the novelty of losing money wears off very fast for me.

Too true. I can only assume that the individuals who ordered it are now under indictment for something or other. Everytime I leave my home to go shopping on the mainland I have to pass the Borgata, but every review I read of Suhlan makes it sound more and more like a place I can't afford. I spend my days dodging people who decide at the last minute that they'd rather go to Harrahs than Borgata and then decide to go to Trump Marina instead of Harrahs. We now have a Sushi bar down here. Finally when I want to go out for dinner on this island, I have three choices, Pizza, Cheesesteaks, or Sushi.

Susannah Foo's. I took my brother and his wife there for lunch, and the service was quite slow. Towards the end of our meal several staffers carrying white cartons went towards the entrance. Our waiter apologized for the slowness in serving us but they'd had a very big take out order. My brother assured him that we hadn't minded in the least, since outside was downtown Philadelphia in August, and we were in no rush to get back into it.

Why shouldn't it touch the food directly?

The cornichons I buy are bottled in France and the label says to refridgerate after opening, and use within a month of opening. I can see the refridgerating but why use within a month?.