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Very funny post! I don't like the taste of Total because to me...it always tasted like "vitamins" and made me belch "vitaminy" tasting air. Ekkk!!

Process a large chuck of liverwurst in the food processor with some fresh garlic cloves, and a splash of the BEST scotch you have lying around. Add some salt and pepper to taste and serve on plain crackers...like Carr's Water Biscuits. It'll blast your socks off. People are in awe of this "pate" and it takes 20 seconds to make. It "wows" guests who pop in. You can sashay into the kitchen after saying "Let me whip up an apetizer...I don't know WHAT I have, though!" :::::applying back of hand to forehead:::: ...and then come out with this! Just do NOT plan a romantic evening after eating this pate. Your breath stinks for days, but it's worth it. And it's really good if made a day or two ahead.

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I know what meshuganner means...never heard " meshuganner frum." What's that mean?

I don't think it's been mentioned in this thread, but Julia triumphed over breast cancer, in addition to all the other fantastic and strong things she did. Did you know that she and Paul were in a horrible car accident the day before they were wed? And yet the ceremony went on...she with a bandage on her face, and her body (according to her) full of broken glass. I think the most touching thing I have read about Julia was when Paul died of coronary atery disease in 1994...at the age of 92, ironically. Julia was of course there when his ashes were scattered in the sea. They did not want religious services, neither subscribed to any church. "So long, old boy.." she said. And then it was reported that someone heard her whisper "Goodbye, sweetie..." I hope there were plenty of people at her memorial service. Does anyone know how many close relatives she has left? I know she had a sister, and I think, a brother as well?

To cheer us up ever so slightly, and since Julia liked it: The Ackroyd Skit

My second "Grandmother" has now passed. First Kate Hepburn...now Julia. I am so happy to have "known" her all my life...from childhood, to now. I, too, met her at a book signing--in Boston. I was so nervous and excited and when the time came, I called her "Mrs. Child." It just seemed more respectful somehow! I wore my new culinary school chef's jacket, and she wished me well. Then I asked her to sign a copy of "The French Chef" that I'd brought with me. My Mom's first cookbook. She was impressed at how worn it looked. In case I didn't get a chance to talk to her, I had also written her a card that expressed my heartfelt thanks at how many years of joy and education she'd given me, and I left it with her assistant after I said goodbye to her. Then...I went to the ladies' room at Copley Plaza and cried. For joy. I was so happy to have met her. A couple weeks later...a letter from Julia came. Thanking me for my card, and encouraging my move from corporate life to "food life." Like I said...she was like a part of me, and my family. My Dad just adored her. She'll never be dead to me. I just decided that.

They may be thinking that savory/salty flavors and sweetness marry well together. This has been done since ancient times, and if you try it, you may like it. Start off slow this Thanksgiving and make thineself a sandwich of leftover turkey, stuffing, mayo and a bit of cranberry relish. Get back to me with your results.

Oh where oh where is the thread with my baseball hat tirade. Ohhhhhhh....found that suckah!! Edited to add...the people wearing the tank tops are always the people who should NOT be wearing the tank tops. But I guess they assume "Yo...I'm a TANK...so I'll wear me a TANK TOP!"

It's my experience that people always want something for nothing. One of my long term clients had me change her type of personal chef service and then balked at the price I wanted. I don't know how people expect me to take LESS money for giving MORE food. I end up taking money from my own pocket weekly to serve her...but she's such a good client, and so nice that I do it anyway. No more Ms. Nice Guy with new people though! Nuh-UHH!

Expect nothing and you won't ever be disappointed.

note to self: don't ever bring redfox flowers. After this, I ain't bringin' nobody no stinkin' flowers.....anyyyyy....mooooooore.

For a three year old brat...yes.

I certainly wouldn't eat opened, unwrapped food in those places....or any place for that matter...but to each his own, I suppose. Even taking wrapped merchandize "already open" is still STEALING. Like the little boy (about 3) this evening in Shop Rite who ran up to the green bean bin and grabbed two fistfuls and was running up to Mumsie while stuffing them in his fat little face. Not much different from adults stealing candy and grapes and snack sized chocolate bars.

Hmmm...you mean I should be charged for something I haven't bought (let's do the reverse and I get charged for radicchio when I chose red cabbage) because some kid is going to get "in trouble?" How do they get into trouble? By learning something about being a cashier, which is their JOB...about the products they are ringing up...so they don't keep ripping people off? Maybe I am just reading your post wrong...