I make a mean Brownie!
Let’s not drift from cannibalism to kiddie porn, o.k.?
Sorry for the slight hijack, but seriously? You too? How do you feel about beehives in cross section? (Or, frankly, at all?) I have this really weird thing about looking at lots of tiny circles all shoved together in a pattern – I know this sounds bizarre but it’s the best way I can describe it. It’s kind of freaking me out just talking about it right now.
OK, topic. Those innocuous little treats are called buckeyes; I’ve seen them sold for sale that way all over southeastern and central Ohio; and I’m having trouble believing that they have actually started a Pit thread. Hearing someone say “Sorry, I’m a vegetarian” in response to someone suggesting them as a recipe is just completely out of left field and bizarre.
I’l raise your beehive a LOTUS ROOT. Agh. I love Japanese food, but when I go to the Asian grocery or look through the Japanese cookbook those science-fiction horrors stare back at me.
All she really did was declare that she wasn’t going to call a thing what everybody else calls it. A little weird, sure, but who are we to tell her she can’t use her own weird language for her own weird reasons?
She could have said “thanks for the recipe, I can’t however call them buckeyes because that squicks me out.” That probably would have made it easier.
I learned long ago that when you eat as a vegetarian, you never, ever explain the reason why you do or don’t eat anything. People can’t give you any peace. You can say “I can’t eat steak, I don’t like it” and nobody will raise an eyebrow. If you say “I don’t eat meat”, it’s an invitation for people to jump in your shit.
Hey, they’re even called the same bovine name in Australia!!
Or Castlemaine/Wagga/Coonabarrabran/Didjabringabongalong Rock, take your pick.
Actually, she could have said “thanks for the recipe” and called them whatever the fuck she wants. Nobody gives a shit that’s she’s a vegetarian from Arizona and doesn’t want to live in Ohio, or that the name buckeye offends her.
You’re asking people for help, it’s basic fucking manners to say thank you and not crap on their responses.
I agree with the OP. It was a rude overreaction probably exacerbated by other people’s rude overreactions, and there was definitely no reason to call for a thread closing over such a non-issue.
I now have an enormous craving for buckeyes. They are pretty much the most delicious thing ever. Especially the eight-pointers. Mmmm.
I have to agree as well.
I don’t understand the nasty response to someone offering to help.
She really could have just said, “thanks” and gone on with her life.
I know she’s a celebrity here - now I know she’s also a diva.
Me too! And considering the arduous task of making them for the first time; seeing as how I’m in SC now and they are no longer readily available to me. Educate me though: eight-pointers?
There was nothing nasty about it. “We call them buckeyeys!” “I don’t.” If you tender flowers think that’s nasty, I hope you never have to fend for yourselves in the real world.
Don’t pretend it’s about manners either. You can track the thread… the nastiness and profanity never made its entrance until people started excoriating her for refusing to use the word ‘buckeye’.
I can’t help but wonder what Opal aims for while playing darts.
I figure devilsknew and Diogenes were pointlessly antagonistic, while Opal was also pointlessly antagonistic, so there’s pointless antagonism all around!
To demonstrate appropriate sensitivity, the university football team should be renamed the Ohio State Broccoli.
Though the way they’ve played in bowl games recently, a more popular name would be the Roadkill.
I think I’ll have some nice toad-in-the-hole for a midday snack.
You guys are making me feel better - my irrational freaked out thing is similar to the tiny circles shoved together - a bunch of, say, short, bristle-like things all crammed together. I haven’t got the faintest idea why this bugs me, but it really does. I can’t even describe it, but I think you guys know what I mean.
Spicy Dismembered Chicken Arms
Cracker Barrel sells them in their store. I can’t vouch for their authenticity, but they are pretty delicious.
And yet you apparently have no problems with the herding of ferrets. Hypocrite!
Tender flowers? She’s the one who’s reminded vividly of animal body parts. Tad hypersensitive any?
That said, no, her post wasn’t nearly as nasty as some have made it out to be, but it was pretty dismissive. Had she at least acknowledged that the fatal post linked to the recipe she wanted, much of the condescension would have been taken out. A freakin’ recipe thread isn’t exactly the place to be biting, especially when someone’s trying to be helpful.
She said she was moving soon and was only living there temporarily. I think she hates Ohio and everything it stands for.