Cooking experiments gone bad

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Then I shouldn’t mention when I was pumping with ds1 I had to guard my breast milk or the guys would try to use it for creamer in their coffee??? Yeah they were pigs… they actually wanted to try it…
 
thanks, mercygate! That’s totally disgusting! Is there some way to save that from your post for future use?
 
FickleFreckled said:
thanks, mercygate! That’s totally disgusting! Is there some way to save that from your post for future use?
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Click the “quote” button as if to respond to my message. Right click on the smiley. Click “Save picture as” and it will pop you into your pictures folder, where you can save it.

My, my my. This makes me feel SO important! :rolleyes:
 
OutinChgoburbs said:
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OHHH- Also get an oven thermometer and check your oven temp. It might be off.
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when SIL was newly married she hosted TG dinner in their apartment in an old section of Canton OH. apparently everybody cooking at the same time reduced gas pressure, and her old oven with a pilot light kept going off. Think we finally ate around 10 pm, and the pies never did go in, we had them the next day.
 
OutinChgoburbs said:
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Hispanic products- Also very easy. If I liked powdered detergent, I could get Ace (Tide) in a sort of plastic, sort of paper sack at most markets in my town. I have 4 septic packs of BOING! in my pantry, one of which is guava.
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and my favorite brand of bread, Bimbo

favorite chain store is HEB on the west end of San Antonio out toward the mall, on Bandera, with the huge central market area, imports from everywhere, not just Mexico. I could spend the whole day there.

favorte farmers market is in Royal Oak, Michigan
is it still there?
 
FickleFreckled said:
Vivienne,
I’m not versed in beef tongue so maybe you can answer a question - he said he’d give me the "good’ part - the inside - and he’d take the outside because ‘Americans don’t like it.’ The inside was very tender, substantial and tasty, sort of like veal.
The part he ate, well, it was stringy and gelatinous and sort of looked like, well, uh…sort of like snot.
Did he cook it wrong or is that the way it’s supposed to be? Is there any way to avoid that?
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Oh how absolutely yuck that sounds, I don’t blame any of the posters who followed this with comments that are best summed up by a very South African word “sies” which means something very, verry horrible and disgusting. I have no idea what part that was your boyfriend ate, but anyone who eats something as revolting as that should, purely on those grounds be an ex. I’ve only ever eaten the bits you did, tasty meat and have NO IDEA what the rest was, and I really do not think I want to know :bigyikes:
 
BlestOne said:
Then I shouldn’t mention when I was pumping with ds1 I had to guard my breast milk or the guys would try to use it for creamer in their coffee??? Yeah they were pigs… they actually wanted to try it…
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My son-in-law was visiting some very earthy folks who prided themselves on living off the land. They offered him coffee, made it by pouring boiling water over instant granules, all fine so far, then “Do you want milk?” “Yes, please” and the lady of the house lifted her shirt and squeezed the milk in!!!
 
:rotfl: Vivienne, surely he must have done something wrong, but who knows; maybe it was a foreign thing, (lest I embarrass or annoy that cultural group, I’ll just say far, far away…) Glad to know it’s not the usual expected thing. We’d better get off this subject though or whatever girl will yell at us. But at least we now have a barf smilie.
 
I just got a quarter of beef, and was discussing it with a friend when a lady I didn’t know walked up and asked if she could have the tail and tongue. I told her to call the butcher and ask for it, or they wouldn’t send it home with me. She told me all about “peeling” it and how you have to get your family hooked on it before they know what it is. Gross.

However, there is nothing gross about my breastmilk! At least I know where it came from and what’s in it 🙂 But, yeah, it’s not creamy enough for coffee, not to mention the amount of effort it takes to express!

We had company once, and I made up a whole pot of biryani rice, except that I didn’t add the water, because I was cooking ahead and had to go somewhere. I left dh directions to add the right amount of water, turn to hi to boil, then simmer. Wouldn’t you know, he turned it to hi before adding the water and then got distracted and left it to burn. When I got home expecting to be setting the table, I could smell the stench from across the street. We went to the Chinese buffet. . .
 
EvelynEVF said:
However, there is nothing gross about my breastmilk! At least I know where it came from and what’s in it 🙂 But, yeah, it’s not creamy enough for coffee, not to mention the amount of effort it takes to express!
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Absolutely nothing wrong with breastmilk, but, as you say, not the best addition to coffee. I also get this sort of feeling as though it’s stealing a child’s food. I know the body makes more, but it still feels morally wrong. Mmm, thinking of the practicalities, wouldn’t the steam from the coffee burn, or was she so good she could do the deed long distance.

I’d better stop or someone is gonna accuse me of being bad, sorry, its what happens to a tired teacher at the end of the week, you get really silly 😛
 
Mmm, thinking of the practicalities, wouldn’t the steam from the coffee burn, or was she so good she could do the deed long distance.

Naw, you express into a spoon 🙂 The only time I shoot it right at the target is for pink eye, because I wouldn’t want a utensil near a jumpy kid’s eye.
 
I just thought I’d pop in to wish ya’ll a happy Thanksgiving…I see you’re back on the breast milk topic again…either I’m experiencing deja vu or didn’t start drinking early enough this morning I guess…
 
FickleFreckled said:
I just thought I’d pop in to wish ya’ll a happy Thanksgiving…I see you’re back on the breast milk topic again…either I’m experiencing deja vu or didn’t start drinking early enough this morning I guess…
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OH, AND HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU ALL, TOO.

May all of your *cooking experiments *today, turn out right.😉

We celebrated Turkey Day yesterday–hubby is heading off to work soon. :bighanky:
 
So…any T’giving experiments gone wrong yet today? Or yesterday? Outside of the ones using bodily fluids, I mean…?
 
You know what? We celebrated yesterday, and everything turned out really well!!! Hubby cooked the turkey…and made mashed potatoes, and I made casseroles…all came well. Our company (relatives) brought casseroles, those too were delish.👍

All in all–a delicious Thanksgiving was had by all.😃
Are you going to try anything new today, Fickle?
 
I don’t have to cook today. But when I do, I don’t do the traditional turkey and ham for holidays. I’ve got a no-fail recipe that’s super easy and people think you’re a gourmet. Cornish game hens roasted with apples, pears, raisins or currants, & walnuts, stuffed or split. Sometimes I use pomegranates instead of the other fruit with a pomegranate / honey glaze. An hour in the oven and you’re done. No leftovers, it smells as good as turkey, never dry.
A lazy cook-with-gourmet-aspirations’ dream.
 
FickleFreckled said:
I don’t have to cook today. But when I do, I don’t do the traditional turkey and ham for holidays. I’ve got a no-fail recipe that’s super easy and people think you’re a gourmet. Cornish game hens roasted with apples, pears, raisins or currants, & walnuts, stuffed or split. Sometimes I use pomegranates instead of the other fruit with a pomegranate / honey glaze. An hour in the oven and you’re done. No leftovers, it smells as good as turkey, never dry.
A lazy cook-with-gourmet-aspirations’ dream.
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:eek: What a fabulous idea. I am going to do this for Christmas Eve dinner for us, I think. Thanks for the idea.

It sounds harder than you take credit for, though. 😉
 
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