How did you find that, Ely?
(May 7, 2010 at 10:26 pm)fr0d0 Wrote: The proof is in the pudding. We didn't get to that. Next time. maybe.
Mmmm... at least you saved the dessert Maybe I can have some next time I go into the chat? ^_^
Padriac Wrote:Really?Butchering them is easy enough... it's dressing them that's the problem. I believe my problem with dressing them comes from my difficulty dressing myself. How truly difficult it is to remember that the shirt goes on the left leg (or was it the right arm...?), the panties go on the head (but does one shift the majority to the left or right...?), and that the socks are for the arms. I mean: It's totally counter-intuitive!
You must be appalling cook or just don't understand how to butcher and dress them.
Quote:Tip:you treat them just as you would a suckling pig. (any atheist butcher will prepare them for you)<-- Doesn't care for pig, save on rare (RARE) cravings.
I think I see my 'problem' with eating babies now...
Quote:My favourite is spare ribs ,marinated in the fridge for two days covered with a mixture of equal quantities of soy sauce and red wine,with three crushed cloves of garlic,then quickly grilled and served with fresh white bread, real butter and a good red. A sweet chili glaze is also great for a roast.
You're clearly a person with more refined tastes than myself My recipe is always the same: heat it up, and add lots of Ragu.
Quote:We don't have Marmite. We have Vegemite,which is a by product of beer making.(really) It's made from a stinky brown sludge which is essentially left over yeast. They cart it away to the Vegemite factory only at night,in huge tankers. Well meaning mothers feed Vegemite to their infants on rusks, resulting in a life long addiction.
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Adrian... if you are reading this... I want a puck smiley.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day