Yeah, Les Miz does sound a bit depressing for the holidays.  Though I just spent my post-Thanksgiving day watching a BBC miniseries of Dickens' "Little Dorrit", which is all about debtor's prison.  Fun for the whole family!

Yeah, Les Miz does sound a bit depressing for the holidays.  Though I just spent my post-Thanksgiving day watching a BBC miniseries of Dickens' "Little Dorrit", which is all about debtor's prison.  Fun for the whole family!

@drdarke:disqus If you ever get to Rochester, it's called Sticky Lips BBQ.  Who knows, they may expand eastward someday…

@drdarke:disqus If you ever get to Rochester, it's called Sticky Lips BBQ.  Who knows, they may expand eastward someday…

Amen.

Amen.

I worked for years in a college movie theater that was under a dining hall.  We actually didn't have a concession stand then, but the staff used to bring down pretty elaborate meals like stir fries, chicken with curly fries, etc.    We had a lot of vending machine dinners of M&Ms, though.

I worked for years in a college movie theater that was under a dining hall.  We actually didn't have a concession stand then, but the staff used to bring down pretty elaborate meals like stir fries, chicken with curly fries, etc.    We had a lot of vending machine dinners of M&Ms, though.

I was never a big fan of ricotta in lasagna.  However, mascarpone in a cheesecake is pretty amazing.

I was never a big fan of ricotta in lasagna.  However, mascarpone in a cheesecake is pretty amazing.

I had a grandma Bunny, too, who made excellent chili.   (Though she remained a great cook till the end).  She was nominally Jewish, but really enjoyed ribs…   

I had a grandma Bunny, too, who made excellent chili.   (Though she remained a great cook till the end).  She was nominally Jewish, but really enjoyed ribs…   

I only ever have Bugles during our family reunions (every other year), where we go on a buying spree of what we call "crunchy crap-O's".   They're pretty addictive.

I only ever have Bugles during our family reunions (every other year), where we go on a buying spree of what we call "crunchy crap-O's".   They're pretty addictive.

And no one would know my street address, or indeed whether I had a house.

And no one would know my street address, or indeed whether I had a house.

I usually end up ordering that for breakfast in a diner.  I generally can't make up my mind whether I feel like something sweet or savory, and it hits the spot for both.

I usually end up ordering that for breakfast in a diner.  I generally can't make up my mind whether I feel like something sweet or savory, and it hits the spot for both.

GASP!!!  I thought I had tried Amazon already, but I must have missed  it somehow.  Thanks so much, now I know what I'm getting myself a case of for Christmas…

GASP!!!  I thought I had tried Amazon already, but I must have missed  it somehow.  Thanks so much, now I know what I'm getting myself a case of for Christmas…