P.S. My officemates, to whom I just sent a link to that recipe, are all screeching at their monitors and then pounding into my office to demand to know where I found such a thing.
I have his most recent book, and I’ve made the dishwasher salmon - it’s really good!
This is from the Surreal Gourmet site;
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Is it just me, or does this sound like a really stupid thing for a woman to say? I mean, let’s face it, getting laid is not the hardest thing in the world for a woman to achieve. A woman usually doesn’t have to make any special salad for her date; pretty much all she has to do is be warm and breathing (and the breathing may be optional for some guys).
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The guys who work in our receiving department never bring anything to our potlucks, but guess who hangs out in the breakroom the most?
One time, my wife, who is a gourmet baker, made a basket full of an assortment of cookies…people gobbled down the chocolate chip, peanut butter and sugar varieties, with the raisin-oatmeal ones lagged behind. When I was in the breakroom, one guy (who hadn’t brought anything) sat down, picked up a cookie and started picking off the raisins and throwing them on the floor. I asked him what the hell he was doing…
“I don’t like raisins.”
“Okay, 1.) you didn’t bring anything, so don’t take anything; 2.) if you don’t like raisins, don’t eat the cookies and finally 3.) stop throwing food on the floor!”
“yeah, I guess you’re right…”
Idiot.
Well, I’m a single, male, computer geek but I manage to cook a little bit. And I even take it in to work, sometimes because I don’t want to pig out on a batch of oatmeal raisin cookies or a whole lasagna by myself. And so far, no one’s reported being poisoned. But I do that on my own. If the edict came from on high that There Will Be A Potluck, that would take some of the surprise out of it.
At the moment I’m trying to find fresh cherries for a cherry pie.