MizzMazz
MizzMazz
MizzMazz

Oh yeah, speaking ofCalifornia tourist spots, I also worked in Carmel-by-the-Sea, and all Summer long it can be pretty unpredictable. People think, Cali, land of sun, fun, surfers, Annette and Frankie movies, but when they get here, a mean fog rolls in - sometimes right up the street, freezing them in their little

LOL, I worked at a stupid gift store on Cannery Row in Monterey, and some guy asked me what the name of the lake was out there. Uh, Monterey Bay? Pacific Ocean? God, man, do you even know where you are?

I bought one too, and it’s great, like you said if you have the time and the money to prep all of those vegetables and fruits, and clean the bloody thing. I used the Hell out of it for about 6 weeks, and it sits now on my counter pleading for me to use it. also don’t like how all the fiber gets tossed away.

The Presto Hot Dogger is 70’s style DISGUSTING! My mum bought one of those, and used it whenever we had dogs, which thankfully wasn’t often. They tasted exactly like you’d expect them to, electrocuted. There isn’t enough mustard in the world to hide that death row dog flavor.

The thing I found for Yorkshire Pudding, is the weather has to be right, the heat of the fat has to be right, and the batter needs to rest, but not too much. If any of those conditions are off, it’s just not going to do what it’s supposed to do.

Now, each to his or her own. Some people like ketchup on their cheese on toast. I like a little brown sauce now and again. Don’t get me started on hot sauces; I got a fridge full of them and they all have their places. I lean towards the Mexican sauces, like Cholulas or Tapatio (I like the dude on the label; he looks

LOL I ditched him a long time ago, but he did turn me on to some good things.

That one’s good too!

That’s the problem, isn’t it? We want to be nice, and do good things for people, because it makes us feel good, and hopefully the person you’re being nice to, so all around good feelings, increasing the amount of good in the world. In theory, anyway - there are always those people who know how to manipulate that

Oh man, German mustard is the shit! The stuff that comes in tubes, in different permutations, Lowensenf, I think - the one with the lions head on it. Fabulous.

Good sourdough, a strong cheese (swiss, white cheddar, whatever you like) dill pickles, and a suspicion of good mustard, like Beavers) and trust, you will be in greedy girl heaven. As long as you don’t hate mayo, try using REAL mayo instead of butter on the bread when you grill it. The eggs and oil give a good crisp

At my work we have an employee bathroom that the public doesn’t use. I want to put up a sign of the old rhyme:

I had an English husband, and I agree that stinky cheese on good toast is divine, with a bit of HP or Daddies. He and our sprog like Branston Pickle. Amen on the clotted cream with strawberries, but as ice cream? I must have that.

Another Kinko’s story (I know it’s not food, but the premise is the same). This was in the 80’s, when B&W copiers were pretty good, and the color copiers were just making an appearance, and computer graphics (done by a graphic artist) were expensive, but people were beginning to think they could do miracles. I had a

Me too! In the middle of it right now. I hope they can capture the log entries, as there’s some funny shit in those.

Girl in white with the scarves was just going to give Grandpa his scarves back. ;)

I worked at one too, and on a slow day, I was dared to taste the blackcurrant shower jelly. It wasn’t bad, but yes, it was still eating soap.

Read some of the replies, then went to watch the show. I am old, so I remember the original one back in the late 70’s early 80’s, read the books, and this holds up well. This was the show that turned my white bread parents onto PBS (tho they never got Monty Python). My mother loved it so much that she bought the

Celebrity crushes have always made me happy, until I learned something about them (or met them) and was...crushed. sometimes the fantasy is better than the reality. There are a few exceptions - meeting Dani Filth was delightful, and he was very kind at a meet & greet before a concert. I’m standing there with a cloth

Michael K always makes me feel better.