MizzMazz
MizzMazz
MizzMazz

The movie was laughs.

Ah yes, praying for someone: Looking like you’re doing something productive and caring without doing anything effective at all.

I don’t know, and my kid was that age 20 years ago, and parents were pulling that shit then. My son was in little league, and I sat with the other moms on the grass, and got to hear about how “little Johnny will only eat x,y,&z. If he doesn’t like what is at the table, I always have bagel bites for him.”

Exactly. She wasn’t really forthcoming with the needed information. I understand regional differences, and you grew up calling it that, but when someone asks you for clarification, you give it. Reminds me of egg guy, who just wanted the eggs cooked ‘the usual way!’

One of the places where I cooked, we made a simple sauce out of fresh sour cream, a dash of vanilla and a tiny suspicion of confectioner’s sugar, beat smooth. It was good drizzled on our various desserts, fruit compote, and I have put it on chocolate cake - try it!

Those are the kind of places I frequent too, and I missed it. I guess because I am living on the Pacific coast, and I usually go for a shrimp cocktail or cevice.

I did. Sorta. It was more of an after-party, at a bar where were regulars, and were involved in the Darts team, and also played music there. We gave them notice; lots of notice. They said fine, knowing that having some free Celtic music and lots of customers paying full price, they were actually ecstatic. I made huge

Well I feel kinda dumb too, but I learned a new thing today. I never knew about this queso blanco/queso flamedo etc types of cheese dips, and I live in a heavily Mexican populated area with a lot of great restaurants. I will keep an eye out for it, and learn how to make it.

What a wonderful scam, the bottled water scam. A couple decades ago, people drank tap water, and if it was nasty tasting, there were/are filters, or you could do like we did when I was a kid, drink it really cold (although I also drank water out of a garden hose, so there’s that). Now everyone thinks that the only

It’s a great smell, the garlic. Living on the central coast, they grow many things here though, and the worst is broccoli left to go to seed (Salinas area) it smells like weapons grade farts. Roll up them car windows!

Once, at the Boardwalk in Santa Cruz, I was ordering a gyro at the gyro stand (there were pretty good, at least at the time) and I ordered one. The girl looked at my quizzically, and said, “huh?”

NEVER eat at a Mexican place fulla white people!

Talking with the mouth full is irritating to me. I can’t understand what you’re saying AND I get to see your cud!

Because no one ever called them on their bullshit. They may not be miserable now, but they will be, as their friends and family start drifting away, once they get fed up with apologizing for their shitty behavior.

Totally wanted it to be C).

Ugh, this is a joke, right? ...I didn’t think so. Wonder if she or the fella there can speak any other language? What would she do if she traveled internationally? Probably demand to be spoken to in English. Language doesn’t come easily to some people; I know, I’ve tried, and made some baby steps in a couple

Huh. The salamander we had at a restaurant I worked at was right under the flat top. I guess you could call it a broiler, but we called it a salamander.

I worked in one in North America. I mostly loved it, but not any job is perfect. They did make some products that sucked, and when they weren’t trying to push them despite the suckage, other ones quietly dissapeared. Haircare and skincare are very personal; everything is not going to work for everyone. I found their

These have been around for a long time. I remember getting them at an ice cream parlour I worked for in the 80’s. It was always seperate checks and special substitutions, and smug faces that left them.

Worked with sheep at a lovely small ranch. Lambs are adorable, as we all know, but they grow up into rather stupid sheep. I mostly delt with the babies, giving them their injections and cropping their tails when they were old enough. These sheep were raised for their wool (owner had a weaving hobby - my son and I