dontwantaname wrote:The dog has a life.

The dog has become your life.

(your third and smartest child!!)

AZGman wrote:The dog has become your life.

(your third and smartest child!!)

And the least expensive! You should have just skipped the kids and gotten a dog.

AZGman wrote:What's for dinner?

It was kind of something new with chicken thighs but I was missing one ingredient but I don't think it would have been great even with it. Not a keeper.

pooflady wrote:It was kind of something new with chicken thighs but I was missing one ingredient but I don't think it would have been great even with it. Not a keeper.

When it comes to chicken thighs, simple is best.

AZGman wrote:When it comes to chicken thighs, simple is best.

Yep.

Need to find the top of my desk again. Amazing how fast it disappears.

pooflady wrote:Yep.

Need to find the top of my desk again. Amazing how fast it disappears.

The bane of flat surfaces.

AZGman wrote:The bane of flat surfaces.

yeah, like the dining room table. If I'm not careful, we end up with a narrow strip down the middle for our plates.

pooflady wrote:yeah, like the dining room table. If I'm not careful, we end up with a narrow strip down the middle for our plates.

I don't think we have a clear flat surface in the house!

AZGman wrote:Gremlins?

"Where's the rest of your car, toots?"

AZGman wrote:I don't think we have a clear flat surface in the house!

I didn't think there was supposed to be one of those.. Did my momma teach me wrong?

kdccrosby wrote:I didn't think there was supposed to be one of those.. Did my momma teach me wrong?

If you don't want to accumulate more stuff than you have room for, never move to a larger place.

AZGman wrote:If you don't want to accumulate more stuff than you have room for, never move to a larger place.

Better yet, never let your stuff make you think you need more space.

AZGman wrote:I don't think we have a clear flat surface in the house!

I just checked; we don't.

Well, at least you don't have to dust the stuff that's covered with stuff.

Woo-hoo; thunder crunkers!!!

pooflady wrote:Well, at least you don't have to dust the stuff that's covered with stuff.

Depends on how often the stuff on the stuff gets moved!

Doesn't this look good?

http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/greek-frittata-10000001613225/

pooflady wrote:Doesn't this look good?

http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/greek-frittata-10000001613225/

Looks yummy; but I'd prolly cut my fingers off preparin' it!!

Wow! Warm thunder stormish weather - the croakers are full-throated tonight!!!

AZGman wrote:Looks yummy; but I'd prolly cut my fingers off preparin' it!!

Wait till son comes home and have him cut the tomatoes and onions.

pooflady wrote:Wait till son comes home and have him cut the tomatoes and onions.

He likes to cook and I like to cook, but we don't cook well together.

pooflady wrote:Doesn't this look good?

http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/greek-frittata-10000001613225/

looks really good!!!!

dontwantaname wrote:Dog class done.

Dinner eaten.


OK, entertain me!

No.

AZGman wrote:He likes to cook and I like to cook, but we don't cook well together.

I usually prefer to cook by myself - with others around outside of my space.

In this apartment that is the only option - small kitchen doesn't begin to describe it!

kdccrosby wrote:I usually prefer to cook by myself - with others around outside of my space.

In this apartment that is the only option - small kitchen doesn't begin to describe it!

We have a kitchen 'cause it came with the house, hardly use it 'tho we both like to cook.

dontwantaname wrote:It gets you out of cooking for a crowd! I have a one person kitchen too.
Way bigger than our apt kitchen, but not much for a house.
I don't understand the houses built after WWII.
Every meal came from home. You brought lunch from home at work and school. No eating out at all. Somehow all the houses built in the late 40's and 50's had small, poorly planned kitchens.

I remember when I was growing up we ate out maybe once or twice a year.

Iceback wrote:I remember when I was growing up we ate out maybe once or twice a year.

same when I was growing up. It was a treat.

dontwantaname wrote:Why not?

If you don't, I'll have to talk about the weather and dog poop.

Like any of us could stop you.

dontwantaname wrote:Well, I will now make the internet rounds.
Facebook
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gmail
icanhascheeseburger

see you soon!

Why even bother being here?

Iceback wrote:I remember when I was growing up we ate out maybe once or twice a year.

If that. And that was before fast food places. Even when our kids were growing up, we hardly ever ate out. Maybe McD's or the like once a month. Maybe. Just couldn't afford it.

But I've found since the kids left and money's not quite as tight so that I don't HAVE to cook seven nights a week, I enjoy it a lot more, enjoy trying new recipes.

pooflady wrote:If that. And that was before fast food places. Even when our kids were growing up, we hardly ever ate out. Maybe McD's or the like once a month. Maybe. Just couldn't afford it.

But I've found since the kids left and money's not quite as tight so that I don't HAVE to cook seven nights a week, I enjoy it a lot more, enjoy trying new recipes.

We, too, rarely ate out. There was a place not far from us that sold five burgers (bun, meat patty, pickle, mustard, catsup) and a gallon of cola for $5.00. It was high life time when we went there.


edit: This was in '62 or '63.

Celebrations might warrant a bucket of K' fried chicken every three or four months.

dontwantaname wrote:I spend hours here every day for years now. It isn't enough for you????

You spend minutes here once in awhile, slacker.

AZGman wrote:Celebrations might warrant a bucket of K' fried chicken every three or four months.

My mom even fried chicken and packed a meal when we went to visit relaties in NC. Only stops were for gas. If you had to go in between fill-ups, my dad pulled over to the side of the road, griping all the way.