I’m a native Californian. I grew up where you could buy sauce anywhere. It was a bit of a shock when I moved up here and you could only buy beer and wine, and you had to go to a state or state-licensed liquor store to buy spirits. (It was a PITA when I needed some brandy for some steak au poivre.) Thankfully, the law was changed several years ago. The taxes are hefty, though.
Thank you All, for remarks about thread titles. I will make better titles from here on out.
I just told a friend I was gonna live in ‘Thread games’ from now on. Seems safer.
But, I think I was overreacting, a bit.
I made Chicken and Dumplings today. The lil’wrekker always requests them. DIL and family came and ate as well. I had a small bowl left over. Son and Daughter are fighting over who gets it.
Jeez. I don’t know how I could make a bigger pan. Well, yes I do. But keep 'em wanting more (;)) It’s a good strategy.
Y’all have a nice Sunday. Think I’ll watch the death throes of ‘The walking dead’ tonight. This will probably be the last season.
One chunk of the mini-cave defilthed. Ugh. Let’s just say I haven’t exactly been the world’s best housekeeper lately, and now I’m fighting through buildup. Ick.
Don’t you dare! Someone needs to be run out of town on a rail for that BS. You however; we’ll give a chauffeured ride to the town line. :o
…& you’re not the only one around here we’d defend, either.
Why if someone were to say that, “The Stainless Steel Rat isn’t fit to sleep with the pigs.”
I would defend him, too, & state that, “Metal Mouse” is fit to sleep with the pigs.
flyboy If you had to describe Vieux Carré, how would you do it? The flavor notes, or what other drinks it might resemble? I tried sussing it out from the recipe, but I cannot.
Beck I think your titles are fine. Don’t worry about it. I am jealous of the chicken and dumplings, though. My mom used to make them and now I want some.
Why thank you, spidey, and know that I feel you are quite fit to sleep with the fishes…
Becks, just keep on with your titles until the Lords of the Board make their ruling; I think it’ll be in your favor.
Rain was due tomorrow but decided to show up early. Dave and Buster’s food is palatable, but the rest of the place is like a big Casino’s slots area, with the same apparent goal of separating suckers from their money. Don’t think I’ll be back anytime soon.
metal mouse, Dave & Buster’s is kind of a grown up Chucky Cheese with ribs and bar food instead of pizza (and better quality). You may have some fun at the arcade.
I made the swap at Tar-jay, came home, prepped breakfasts/lunches and fixed Tuscan lentil soup for supper with a side of some corn muffins from the freezer and Moroccan carrots. Twas good.
Took a nap this afternoon, don’t know for how long. My son woke me before 6 because he thought I was scheduled to irk.
I didn’t have to log on until 7, but is okay. I should have been up anyway.
I do wonder, who are all these people who have a gun held to their head forcing them read this board?
I found out that it is illegal to blow your horn within city limits, unless it is for an emergency.
That is good to know, I’ll be filing a complaint against the assholes across the street.
Happy Cleaning Nettie
That’s what I was doing before I took a nap.
Last week I went to bed before my son took the trash out. He took out the recycling but forgot the trash. I guess I’d better stay up and make sure he takes it out tonight.
I am so hungry tonight and I have no idea why.
Got a text from my oldest cousin, wanting all of us to get together for lunch. Lots of replies and I have no idea who they are as I don’t know but a few of their numbers.
I did see the HFH wants to go.
There should be enough of us that I can ignore her.
Don’t! Just keep on keepin’ on. Especially the “bad bad bad” threads. I don’t always respond in them, but I do always read 'em and smile. Remember, most of us here plus both mods have your back!
Becks, PLEASE don’t change the good, good, good “bad, bad, bad” titles! When I see one of those in the threads, I know I’m in for some entertainment. The mods are backing you, so shrug off the naysayers.
Mother Nature is going through puberty. Don’t ask me how or why. THREE times I started getting my coat on and my babushka cart out (I discovered I needed more groceries), and THREE TIMES the it started pouring rain. Really a lot like a teen-aged daughter. I finally dashed out. Three blocks later, it was pouring rain. My son lives up in flyboy’s general direction. He said they got hammered by the early morning squall, too.
I had no idea you could only buy beer and wine in grocery stores until fairly recently. Growing up in Chicagoland, I got used to seeing hard liquor in grocery stores. In Wyoming, no alcohol at all in grocery stores. You could get cocktails in restaurants only if they were mixed out of eyeshot of children.