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Hey Katie, have you seen the bbc series called around the world in 80 faiths or extreme pilgrim? I love them both and now have some weird fascination with the priest on them.
Oooh - tell me more about this! I can't find it online, but I'm probably using the wrong search info.
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This thread is making me laugh so hard. I'm sorry I missed the fun last night.
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80% of the time I am served stuffing, it has raisins (usually golden, which makes them camoflaged) or apple chunks in it. Bleh. I don't like sweet with my savory.
I have never had fruit in my stuffing. I think that's weird. I'll take Rebecca's word for it that apricots in stuffing are good, because I can't even wrap my mind around it. Stuffing is savory, I'm with you there.
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Things I adore: fresh peaches, good chocolate, gruyere, most stinky cheeses, pomegranates, most wines from Beaune, sushi, fresh mojitos and mint juleps, fresh gazpacho, one particular brand of whipped cream, shellfish if they are superfresh and done perfectly right (mussels and littleneck clams in particular), grainy mustard, regular cheesesteaks from Geno's (heartfelt apologies to Pat's - I used to live a block away from both places) or seitan cheesesteaks that I make myself, and a fruit that I've only eaten once (in Ecuador, the English translation was "custard apple").
This is a beautiful list. But I also like almost everything on your don't like list. I guess I just like eating.
Except fruit in stuffing. And maraschino cherries. And I've never had a cheesesteak.
Katie, what do you have against golden raisins? You like regular raisins, but not golden? My mom hates regular, and only likes golden. I like them both, but never, ever in my stuffing.
I had to look up "going postal" to find out why we use that term. The very accurate and insightful Wikipedia tells me that
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It derives from a series of incidents from 1983 onward in which United States Postal Service (USPS) workers shot and killed managers, fellow workers, and members of the police or general public. Between 1986 and 1997, more than 40 people were killed in at least 20 incidents of workplace rage. The phrase has been applied to murders committed by employees in acts of workplace rage, irrespective of the employer. It's generally used to describe fits of rage, though not necessarily at the level of murder, in or outside the workplace.
I guess that's kind of severe. But other than the phrase, I've never heard anyone mocking or laughing at postal workers. Sometimes complaining about service at particular branches, or overall hours, but not postal workers as a whole.
A) I'm sure that my said postal worker was going to go, um, postal no matter what the chosen profession.
B)
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Where is that shaking head in utter disapointment and disbelief smiley. Get thee to a Philly Cheesesteak. Stat.
Really, I hate beets and I hate liver and I have to say that I am very uncertain as to what I would actually eat if I had to pick (for the rest of my life) between beets, liver, or Philly Cheesesteak.
But, completely unrelated to this post, other than I think I might have to make me some caramelized sweetened condensed milk today to celebrate Ashley and kiddos visit tonight, I did want to share with all y'll that I sewed my very first invisible zipper last night and I'm as proud as all get out.
I learned the old way from my Mormon mother whose entire family emigrated
from the British Isles to escape the Anglican church.
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"Master, which is the greatest commandment in the law?
Jesus said until him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.
This is the first and great commandment.
And, the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
On these two commandments have all the law and the prophets."
LMAO When I say go postal, I don't mean I understand when people literally go crazy and start killing people. I hope everyone realizes that. I just mean go a bit crazy in the head.
A) I did want to share with all y'll that I sewed my very first invisible zipper last night and I'm as proud as all get out.
Hells yeah...it's like the heavens opening, and the hosts raining song on your head, innit??
I knew what "going postal" meant (I've read a study about it, lol...just can't remember what all it said, beyond that yes, postal workers ARE more likely than the average workforce group to "go postal"), but that's the extent of anything I have heard. Aside from the usual b****ing about your mail delivery...like currently, I am annoyed as all get out at my mail guy, and he is annoyed with me, cause he finished breaking my mailbox to prove a point that we have to fix it....would have been a LOT easier to fix if he hadn't done that.
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I know! I did not realize it had such dark beginnings. I was thinking I was too young to know about any of that, but I was 22 in 1997, so I maybe should have heard of it before.
My uncle is a retired postal worker, btw. He hasn't gone postal yet.
Maybe if I visit Philly someday I'll try a cheesesteak. But it just doesn't appeal much to me.
I despise gizzards in the stuffing! IMO that's a cruel joke. It totally ruins it. And there is always a relative that sneaks them in. Usually it's one of the old ladies.
I don't want gizzards or fruit in my stuffing although tbh since I am from the south we don't eat stuffing we eat dressing and it has to be made with cornbread and sage.
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Hey Katie, have you seen the bbc series called around the world in 80 faiths or extreme pilgrim? I love them both and now have some weird fascination with the priest on them.
OMG we see him around the place all the time. Stores, pubs, shops, on the street. He is vicar about 20 min drive from us and it on the way to Brighton from here. We see him in the village all the way to Brighton. He is a humble guy and is kind of reluctant celebrity in that he is pretty shy.
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Me and 2 of my 3 girls at the Sacre Coeur, Paris August 2009
80% of the time I am served stuffing, it has raisins (usually golden, which makes them camoflaged) or apple chunks in it. Bleh. I don't like sweet with my savory.
Things I adore: fresh peaches, good chocolate, gruyere, most stinky cheeses, pomegranates, most wines from Beaune, sushi, fresh mojitos and mint juleps, fresh gazpacho, one particular brand of whipped cream, shellfish if they are superfresh and done perfectly right (mussels and littleneck clams in particular), grainy mustard, regular cheesesteaks from Geno's (heartfelt apologies to Pat's - I used to live a block away from both places) or seitan cheesesteaks that I make myself, and a fruit that I've only eaten once (in Ecuador, the English translation was "custard apple").
I can totally get behind you list of likes as I am a sushi, pomegranate, and stinky cheese person but I am also one of the few the crazy, the lovers of fruitcake. (Good fruitcake, not the kind with green and red mystery stuff in it.) I also love mincemeat, raisin cookies and pie, and while my mother's stuffing is a plain sage and thus fruitless, mine gets more experimental.
You really can't get a Philly cheesesteak outside of this area. Or, if you do, it's not really a Philly cheesesteak. In St. Louis, I ordered a Philly cheesesteak, which was served on a baguette with slices of London broil and melted provolone. Lovely in its own way, but a completely different animal than a Philly cheesesteak. Cheesesteaks are bad for you, really really bad for you. In a gooey, hot, oozy way. They are so bad for you that they are good. Authentic cheesesteaks aren't even made with real cheese, but Cheez Wiz. I kid you not. The rolls are also really important, and come from local bakers.
If any of you are ever in this area, let me know, and I'll take you down to 9th and Federal in South Philly for a tasting.
Pat's is the original cheesesteak place, and Geno used to work for Pat, then defected and opened his own place...20 feet away, across the street.
A)
Really, I hate beets and I hate liver and I have to say that I am very uncertain as to what I would actually eat if I had to pick (for the rest of my life) between beets, liver, or Philly Cheesesteak.
Liver is yucky. True.
I always thought I hated beets. But then I learned to cook them correctly, and they are seriously one of my favorite foods now. I adore them.
And I've never had a real Philly cheese steak. So, I don't know about that.
What is really beautiful occasionally, like, once a decade occasionally, is spiced flour- coated liver, fried, and onions stuffed with dried apricots. I don't even think I've eaten half the things on that list. (provincial ari)(blush, blush) I'll trust you on the goodness.I was really curious about the original question b/c the snarky posts came up on such diverse boards. I'd expect certain certainties- music critics boards will have reviews of things I've never heard of, and slam everything I've heard on Muzak- or skin care boards talking about exotic skin concoctions- but that the sneeriness came up so often, and so pointedly, from only the English, was really odd. Sort of* like, the only time you'll hear someone called a parasite, past 1950, is when someone is talking about a housewife. I read it in a book, and realized I'd read every book the author had cited.
I hope everyone realizes that. I just mean go a bit crazy in the head. 
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