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Re: Cooking/Food Hoot
By: Aardtacha Date: October 10, 2021, 6:28 pm
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[quote author=TwoASAPsAgo link=topic=379.msg27651#msg27651
date=1633896615]
I love turkey leftovers. When I was a kid, I would put a slice
in the toaster oven with diced mushrooms and shredded cheese on
top. Sooo yummy.
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I must be tired. For some reason I read that as "in the toaster
with..." and wondered why you hadn't burned down the house.
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Re: Cooking/Food Hoot
By: Datdamwuf Date: October 10, 2021, 6:58 pm
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[quote author=animaniactoo link=topic=379.msg27611#msg27611
date=1633892880]
[quote author=MinArlington link=topic=379.msg27607#msg27607
date=1633892506]
When I was a teenager, probably 15, my Mom left for a week to
visit relatives, leaving me home with my Dad. He had a very
limited diet, so she left me with instructions to cook him a
hamburger patty each night, with a chopped shallot in it. And
fried potatoes. Easy enough.
I should also add that my mother and I were not getting along at
this time in our lives.
She comes home and immediately goes down to the basement and
comes back up hopping mad. "I gave you ONE job to do while I was
gone and you couldn't even do that!" I was floored because every
night I had gone downstairs, grabbed a shallot (picked from our
garden) and cooked his burger with chopped shallot, just as
instructed. So I told her that. "I just looked and there are no
shallots missing! You probably can't even show me the bag
they're in!"
So downstairs we go, and I take her to the bag and show her that
yes in fact there are fewer than when she left, because I did
what I was told. I look at Mom and her eyes are closed. She
finally says "... those are tulips."
Mom: are tulips poisonous? Me: clearly not.
We never did tell Dad.
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Edible flowers are a thing! You were just ahead of your time.
That's the story and you're sticking with it, right? 😂
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Reminds me of dinner out w/my Dad. Often the restaurants had
flowers on the table and I'd discretely pluck a few petals to
add to a dish. As I was doing it at one place the waiter tapped
my hand and said the dye on the flower I grabbed was a "wee bit"
poisonous. His exact words...I stopped eating carnations unless
I new they were natural , not a cooking accident but a warning!
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Re: Cooking/Food Hoot
By: ineedamoniker Date: October 10, 2021, 7:10 pm
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One of my flatmates in my first year at university was one of
those people who are capable. You know the type, they can do
just about anything they set their mind to, all the while
looking attractive and never breaking into a sweat. So it was
with Barbara. She was a tall, good-looking blonde, she played
field hockey for the university team in our first term, she
sailed through academic assignments, and always looked as though
she'd just stepped out of a magazine. Not only that, but she was
also extremely nice and we couldn't even hate her.
And then we discovered that she couldn't cook. Not only that,
she couldn't even boil an egg. Really, boil.egg.could.not. We
found that out when she tried. One Saturday afternoon we were
all in the flat, mostly in our own rooms, when there was a loud
bang coming from the direction of the kitchen. It was like the
sound of a cannon. We all raced to see what was going on and
found Barbara staring with some horror at the ceiling. Someone
had told her to put an egg or two into a small pan with some
water and once the water was boiling to leave it for as long as
it took. Only Barbara didn't know she should turn the heat down
a bit nor did she know how long it took. So she left the kitchen
while the mysterious cooking process was underway, went back to
her room, and ... the water boiled dry, the pan got red hot and
the eggs exploded. Unless you've seen the devastation that two
eggs can cause you won't understand how high and how far pieces
of egg can travel. It was lucky that there was a ceiling between
us and the next flat or those guys would have been assaulted by
missile yolks from underneath. As it was, we had egg everywhere,
all over the walls, floor and ceiling - and worse, the pieces of
egg were embedded in the plasterwork like ninja stars. That was
over fifty years ago. I've never boiled an egg since then
without taking careful note of the height of the ceiling.
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Re: Cooking/Food Hoot
By: CaviaPorcellus Date: October 10, 2021, 10:10 pm
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I am, of course, way past fashionably late, but:
Growing up, one of my favorite things mom made was her bunny
cake. It was a plain vanilla cake, which started life as two 9"
rounds. One of the rounds was then cut up into "ears" and
"bowtie" for the bunny. Decorating it was so much fun! Vanilla
frosting and coconut for the fur, with some of the coconut dyed
pink for the ears, and candy to make eyes, nose, mouth, and
whiskers. LOVED it!
And then I grew up and went off to college. And, feeling
homesick one day, made a bunny cake, exactly as mom and I had
made it so many times before.
I finished decorating and stood back to admire my
handiwork...right as my roommate's boyfriend walked into the
room and said
"What the f&&&, Cavia, why does that rabbit have a ball gag in
its mouth?"
I've never been able to look at bunny cakes the same way ever
again.
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