Yet another reason to be jealous of the Kiwis. *shakes fist at the land Down Under, and Vaguely East*
Yet another reason to be jealous of the Kiwis. *shakes fist at the land Down Under, and Vaguely East*
Maybe all the privately owned restaurants in the CV are paying minimum wage (which, considering shift work, differing schedules, etc - even at 40 hours a week, if servers are lucky, is NOT enough to live on, and I think we all know most servers are not full time), but down here in LA, servers are not making it.…
When a server only gets paid roughly $2 and is expected to make the rest up on tips, I am hard pressed to see why anyone wouldn't tip 20% unless there is an egregious problem with the server.
As the granddaughter and great niece of two lifelong servers, I think you're one of my new favorites and I enjoy your sassy swagger.
Is that what's referred to as "jugged hare"?
IT'S ALL UP TO YOU NOW, JESS. WE'RE COUNTING ON THIS REPORT.
Oh, that's an interesting idea! I mean, this is all purely academic for me in terms of taste, but it's a protein I'd love to play with and prepare, just to see what I could do.
It's a fairly popular preparation - it would probably pair really well with a slightly tangy cheese, some BBQ sauce, cilantro, and honey, on a whole wheat pizza.
From what I've been told, it goes really well in a braised red wine sauce (using something like a Cabernet or Merlot), and has to be cooked for awhile to get tender, as it tends to be gamey.
Just another service I provide: lightning rod.
I think I can speak for everyone when I ask, "But how does the pizza taste, and do they deliver in thirty minutes or less?"
#1: SEEEEEEEEE? Proof that no one is a vegetarian for medical reasons! THEY'RE ALL LYING LIARS WHO LIE. ASSHOLES.
Ahh, Ecco Domani - for that special undiscerning, condescending asshole in everyone's life.
This is a movie waiting to happen. "Big Night", but for pot.
Crazy, I know. Fairly blows your mind, doesn't it.
Gawd, my instant reaction to that is to strip down to a braless t-shirt, shorts, and flip flops and go walking down the street while looking for the worst vegetarian junk food I can find.
That's a grilled cheese sandwich like chicken salad is fucking vegetarian.
Hamptons, please.
Haha, not really my scene, to be honest. I'm more of a museums and airplane graveyards kind of girl :)