tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post825851702327479429..comments2023-06-01T08:22:02.085-04:00Comments on here still running: Try Againjohniebhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635403219973766022noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-83920366054481248612008-04-01T00:31:00.000-04:002008-04-01T00:31:00.000-04:00Gorgonzola!! Mmmmm ....Gorgonzola!! Mmmmm ....Kate Morningstarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03854090450164982040noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-7413770539502205182008-03-31T17:19:00.000-04:002008-03-31T17:19:00.000-04:00Yeah, my butcher doesn't carry salt pork; can you ...Yeah, my butcher doesn't carry salt pork; can you imagine? I have to go to a Supermarket!! Waaaa! I was trying to remember the last time I was in one--last Spring, I think.<BR/><BR/>It took nearly as long to get Pan-Fried Duck with Parsnips, Shallots, and thirty cloves of Garlic ready, but most of it was peeling, and it's almost done. Maybe a report later.<BR/><BR/>It's *The French Chef*, I think; OCICBW.johniebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11635403219973766022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-65297146673080164772008-03-31T12:15:00.000-04:002008-03-31T12:15:00.000-04:00the mention of boeuf bourguignon reminds me of the...the mention of boeuf bourguignon reminds me of the Christmas my Dad bought, for my Mom, Julia Child's first volume (The Art of French Cooking, perhaps). And as soon as we'd opened our gifts, they went out in the kitchen together, and shut the doors, and concocted BBourguignon for our dinner. Starting with the little match-stick pieces of salt pork.<BR/>We were fair ready to claw furrows in the doors by dinnertime. It was amazing. I don't think they ever did that again. But it's a lovely memory, this morning, and I thank you, johnieb.Crimson Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13020190454645032359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-79867539074471776382008-03-31T11:49:00.000-04:002008-03-31T11:49:00.000-04:00Dare I risk repeating it? I grew believing it was...Dare I risk repeating it? I grew believing it was an odious Yankee practice, and still do not care for it, though almost anything else, in the right combination, is fair game.<BR/><BR/>Current standard is something like mustard, mayo, tomato, lettuce, onions, and pickles, though bacon and cheese (Gorgonzola is marvelous, though not with all the above) are welcome additions at times.johniebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11635403219973766022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-13629397110978959532008-03-31T08:30:00.000-04:002008-03-31T08:30:00.000-04:00Wait a minute. You don't like ketchup on your burg...Wait a minute. You don't like ketchup on your burgers?<BR/><BR/>What?<BR/><BR/>WHAT??? :)pjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12263601584230477201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-43412022335924665592008-03-30T22:03:00.000-04:002008-03-30T22:03:00.000-04:00I don't like trout but this still sounded lovely.A...I don't like trout but this still sounded lovely.<BR/><BR/>And no ranting about the evildoers, just think of our community here, linked by love, prayer and much hope.Those thoughts do not angry up the blood!Franhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07181529277715646835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-39910611380786069992008-03-30T19:49:00.000-04:002008-03-30T19:49:00.000-04:00It was a fund-raiser, Mimi, and, while I knew one ...It was a fund-raiser, Mimi, and, while I knew one of the former board Presidents a few years back, it aint good they're after, but money.<BR/><BR/>Mercy, purty lady, surely New Orleans is not so different that ya gotta look to the No'th for the offer (or many) of a juicy morsel.<BR/><BR/>I'd rave about the Cheney/ Rumsfeld administration, but that just angries up the blood, as the late St Satchel put it.johniebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11635403219973766022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-58235628316715554242008-03-30T13:51:00.000-04:002008-03-30T13:51:00.000-04:00Why the hell did I get an invitation?Because you'r...<I>Why the hell did I get an invitation?</I><BR/><BR/>Because you're a good man, Johnieb, and a good man is hard to find.<BR/><BR/>Seriously, your meal sounds delicious. I'm presently salivating. It's not nice to make old ladies salivate without offering them a morsel.June Butlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01723016934182800437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824638781408722483.post-58930542741147614662008-03-30T00:08:00.000-04:002008-03-30T00:08:00.000-04:00Oh, my, but that does sound simply devine...I ador...Oh, my, but that does sound simply devine...I adore trout...mmmmmmm....<BR/><BR/>g'night<BR/>Pagan SphinxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com