Anyway, I’m deeply upset that this conversation and impromptu meeting of the Immoral Opportunist Bastard society has become sidetracked.
Now, roll call. We have the war profiteers, the oppressors of the 3rd world, we have the running dog lackeys, the military exploiters…hang on, where the hell are the pornographers and the arms dealers? Where are the tv execs and publishers?
You know, I really feel that we need to organise our get togethers more thoroughly in the future.
sorry, there’s some miscommunication. My post only related to your first post, as that was the last in the thread when I started typing my reply. You’re second post had not yet appeared. My apologies for the confusion.
1000 apologies-I had no idea I was crashing a private party!
[SUB]jlzania now slinks into the corner to mutter invectives against Gary and his capitalist pig running dog cohorts while snarfing appetizers she snatched off the buffet table[/sub]
Is it impossible to serve as hostess and lackey at the same time? Well, what the heck, you’re all invited to my housewarming. (The last time I moved, the house was quite successfully warmed; it must have been 100 degrees in there.) I fear the service will not be terribly formal, as my budget is not up to it. You capitalist exploiter types can feel free to bring any additional items you may yearn for, and/or bring your household help to assist in passing the canapés.
Things to be consumed:
Small and/or uncompetitive Iraqi businesses
Caviar
Foie gras
Champagne, various brands/vintages
Cheese, except feta
Rum (I will provide ice and various fruity accoutrements, such as mangos and limes, preferably imported from some Third World country with a competitive advantage in the agriculture department. Mexican fruit is plentiful around here)
Unspecified canapés – suggestions for toppings?
All served on a silver platter…will anyone who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth please help out in the heirloom silveware department? I seem to be a bit short on place settings.
Forget exploitation. Cheese is where it’s at. Yum, cheese. So Collounsbury, you familiar with this book French Cheeses: The Visual Guide to More than 350 Cheeses From Every Region of France by Tomoko Yamada, Yohei Maruyama, and Kasuko Masui:
I declare I never knew there were so many different types of cheese. :eek: So what’s your favorite cheese, Sugarlump?
Hey Eva Luna, now if you’re going to have all kinds of cheese at your housewarming, then we need to have some good wine, not rum, although I imagine rum would go okay with some cheese. I never really thought about it. Hmmm. What cheese would compliment the sweetness in rum?
Oh, and is that Beluga caviar that you’re serving? If so, I’ve got the perfect scoop thingy for it, but I’m afraid it isn’t silver. IIRC, in order not to spoil the flavor of caviar, it’s suggested that folks use plastic or wooden scoop thingys. Here, I’ll just test it out for you to make sure it’s working properly.
I’m find it so very hard to resist coming in here to give Col a big cyberhug bracketed by the AA and BJ smilies. But I’m afraid of exploiters, especially those filled with cheese and rum.
Yep, feta and rum would be a hideous combination. I don’t know what Julia Child would say about appropriate complements, but that’s one of the worst combos I can think of, except maybe for rum and Gorgonzola. (And what are all these Japanese doing writing about French cheeses?)
Come to think of it, Julia Child would be a wonderful and highly appropriate guest for this little party; according to the liner notes of one of her early books, she joined the OSS (the precursor to the CIA), married her U.S. diplomat husband, and learned to cook as a bored and unemployed diplomatic spouse in Paris back in the days when diplomatic service was basically never a dual-employed-spouse arrangement. Just think how different the American culinary landscape might be if the State Department had been more feminist and progressive back then! Plus Julia likes a little nip now and then, rumor has it.
And **celestina, ** I seem to recall reading that the ideal utensil for caviar service is a mother-of-pearl spoon, since it is elegant and yet won’t alter the taste of the caviar. Anyone have one I can borrow?
Pleased ta meet’cha, Mr. Collounsbury. I’m Mr. Jung, war-mongering lackey of the Imperialistic American Military-Industrial complex. You may have seen some of my work in Operation Desert Storm, or perhaps the air-defense network for the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia.
Nice OP, by the way; it’s morons like those who give us level-headed peaceniks a bad name. :rolleyes: