My roommate in college had a cat named PITA. And it wasn’t because the furry bugger resembled flatbread. 
In other news, my apartment building and a few others close by are having a little community picnic type thingy next week. So they stuck fliers in our doors yesterday. One of the highlights of this little carnival is that there will be Face Painting by Fanny.
I’m sorry, but I chortled when I read that.
Yes, Rue, I do indeed like sauce on my pasta, and thank you for your interest in my culinary peculiraities. I prefer white sauces to red, although a good marinara is mighty nice. I’m an alfresco person, in part because the basic alfresco sauce, marvelous in itself, can be tampered with in so many delicious ways. I’m fond of garlic, so a garlic cream sauce, or rosemary garlic cream sauce, or even a basil garlic cream sauce are just so very fine on good fettucini or penne pasta (I like penne because I spill less on myself when I eat penne as opposed to any on the longer pastas).
I’m also fond of both Italian and American lasagne, the difference being the types of cheese used, and perhaps the meat. I make a from scratch tamato sauce that I have been told should win awards.
I don’t, however, like macaroni and cheese of any kind.
Actually, I’m curious in that “I probably really don’t want to know the answer but feel compelled to ask anyway” sort of way as to what happens to those things once you light the little fuse trailing out the bottom?
So you prefer sauce you can eat outdoors??
I don’t like tacos or burritos or anything else seasoned with chili powder or cumin. But I like pita bread with tuna salad and fresh tomatoes. And I make a really yummy pasta sauce, so let me know any time you’re in the neighborhood and I’ll whip some up.
See, now I grew up in a half-Mexican household, which basically meant that although we had a 50/50 chance of having bread in the house, we always had tortillas. I remember many a ‘tuna salad burrito’ or a ‘hot dog burrito’ or a ‘baloney* and Kraft Single burrito’ or a ‘peanut butter and jelly burrito’ as a kid.
Little did I realize how culinarily revolutionary that was, as ‘wraps’ didn’t make their mainstream debut until only about 10 years ago!
*Yes, yes, I know it’s supposed to be spelled bologna. Baloney just looks funner. Yes. Funner. Not funnier.
I’m sure this was a total boo-boo, but this is the funniest thing I’ve read in a while. Outside Sauce!
I don’t eat any of that stuff either! whew I was beginning to think I was alone in my finickiness!
Oh and I’m on vacation too this week. Well for me every day is like vacation only without the hotel room or the maid service or the fancy dinners or um nevermind…
So tomorrow after I teach Ceramics class I’ll come home and pack the kidlets and drive to VT to see a friend of mine. Parallax gets to stay home and play bachelor. I stocked the fridge with junk food for him. He’s a lucky boy. I on the other hand am taking a 3 year old and a 10 month old on a 5 hour drive all by my lonesome. I am insane.
[homer] Mmmmmmm…chocolate chip tortillas. [/homer]
Nobody tells me anything. <pout>
See, the family was trying to decide where to go to dinner on saturday and had it narrowed down to two choices- japanese and mexican. I chose japanese because I was woefully uninformed. Apparently it was supposed to be “Mexican Weekend”.
Anyway… the restaurant was out of Toro which was too bad, so I had to have seared tuna instead. I also got miso soup and some sushi consisting of hamachi, scallops, mackerel, and the ever-lovely unagi. Not to mention some very yummy mussels with flourescent orange smelt roe sauce. Mmmmmm… tasty fish.
The only other thing I did this weekend was take my latest foster kittens back to the shelter.
I lead a rather dull life.
Tacos are great, and here in the Great White North we call salsa by its real name, not by the silly title ‘taco sauce’. Yum. Cumin is one of the greatest spices ever, IMHO. Without it I can’t, for instance, make curried potato subs, which are heaven on a bun.
I realised yesterday that most of my favourite foods clissify as Cold Weather Stuff. Pot roast. Chili. Casseroles. Sour cherry crumble with ice cream. Soup. Whole loaves of warm bread dripping butter. Lots of potatoes. I just don’t really like all this salads-and-light-grilled stuff we’re supposed to eat in summer.
I applaud Rue’s make-do-edness. I like burritos and I like sour cream, (which I almost always have), but I don’t like no stinkin’ olives.
Last night I made s’ghetti with a sausage meat sauce and meatballs (for Mr. Taters) on the side. Then I grated up some mighty fine parmesan cheese. It was just lovely. I have to admit though, I really, really love a good alfredo sauce.
I went on a camping trip, but we did have pizza our first night. We drove in to Roselyn (where they used to film Northern Exposure, or was that Twin Peaks?). We had a pizza with a wonderful white sauce, chicken, sun-dried tomatoes, and artichoke hearts. It was really good. Friday we had the usual camping food; hamburgers, brats, hotdogs, etc.
I water-skiied and rode the waverunner and just plain ol’ played in the water all day long every day I was there. This is a glacier fed lake but the water was so nice we didn’t even need wet suits. We sat around the campfire deep into the night, enjoyed many adult beverages, many laughs, many stories, met new people who were warm and wonderful to us, star-gazed, taught some folks the game of 99, and just plain had a really, really, really, really, really good time. My face hurt from laughing so much. The weather was beautiful, and I have turned even more golden. We returned on Saturday afternoon and endured 100 degree temps. That is **DA-YUM ** hot for these here parts. We went and saw the Bourne Identity movie just to escape from the heat.
I started my new job today and am wondering if I am in over my head. Hopefully, this feeling will pass. It sounds as if I have quite a job ahead of me. I know I’ll do well; it’s just getting up and running.
Other than, I’ve got nothing for now.
Alfredo,alfredo,alfredo,alfredo. :smack:
I’m on vacation–do you seriously expect me to use my brain?
Especially when I hardle even use it when I’m not on vacation. (I don’t want to wear it out.)
Second verse, same as the first, only in proper English:
Especially when I hardly ever use it even when I’m not on vacation. (Very little chance I’m going to wear it out.)
And even less chance I’ll wear it alfresco.
How can you wear anything when you’re “alfresco”? That means you’re naked, right? Or am I thinking “al dente”? It’s one of those “al”-s, I’m sure.
Yay I made it! I’m a day late but I made it! Rue now I got a hankering for Mexican sammiches. I don’t care what everybody was saying about them being yuck. I want one. Then again, I will eat most anything. Except brussels sprouts, beets by themselves, cauliflower and sauer kraut. Actually I like kraut but it has a horrible effect the likes of which cannot be unleashed upon society, so I don’t eat it. There’s other stuff I don’t like but I can’t think of em right now but the ones I mentioned are the biggies.
I got birthday partied last Saturday even though it ain’t my birthday til Thursday. My sister and bil could come then so that’s when it happened. I had fun. Lots of fun. Real painful next day fun. I think stock in Miller beer went up a couple points I had so much fun. It was fun. I got a tshirt that says “Old farts never die they just hang around and smell funny.” I think I’ll wear it to church. I also got a mug that says “I’m no spring chicken but I’m still kickin’.” It is now my official coffee mug. I got another tshirt that has a picture of a trailer on it and underneath the trailer it says “There’s no place like home.” I got a metal frog sculpture to put out at the pool. It looks cool out there. I got a “koozy” (that’s how it was spelled on the tag) that says “Old Fart Brewing Company.” I got a bunch of pool noodles. No Kalley you don’t put alfresco <snerk> sauce on pool noodles. You float around in the pool while holding on to em. I got another floating pool cooler! And I got “Pass the Pigs” which is a fun game that involves tossing these two little plastic pigs and scoring based on how they land. If you want to know more, google it. I can’t do everything people!
Shibb how do you tell if your grouper is a jerk? Just wonderin’ is all.
Oh and I didn’t post yesterday cause I was in three of our outlying offices during the day. Not all at once cause that woulda been hard but I started at one then went to another then went to another all in a row. Staff in those offices got to hear me talking about updates on HIPAA regs. Lucky them. :rolleyes:
-swampbear (did I mention I had fun at my bday party? Big fun!)
There are a few pretty good tell tale signs:
Park in the handicapped spaces without a tag and/or takes more than one parking space.
Drives slow in the fast lane and fast in the slow lane.
Talks loudly during movies.
Takes more than 10 items in the Express lane.
Doesn’t rewind the video before returning it.
Rips pages out of the public phonebook instead of writing the number down.
Cuts to the front of the line at public events.
Makes jokes about your age instead of saying “Happy Birthday Swampbear!!”
Wooo! Happy Birthday Swampy!
Happy Birthday, sweetieswampy! And may many Double Leaning Jowlers be in your future!
Ah, HA!!! Now I know what that really bright light was to the north this weekend. All them birthday candles made the sky look like the Aurora Borealis!!
Note to self: make self harder target to increase Wintermute’s fun levels. I’ve got a note from her doctor, see, that tells me that her fun levels are 15.8% lower than they should be. If they drop any lower, I’ll have to pull out the naughty balloon animals or something.
Congrats on surviving another year, El Oso del Pantano. 