primitives discuss what's for supper Sunday evening

[franksolich]

Frank, I think what vesta means is the dinners you describe when you go to town with your femme.  You write the items she's having in the language of what type of food the cook is making (Italian, French, German, etc) and vesta doesn't understand the different languages.

This reminds me of the last time I did that, Friday evening, when I was out with the femme and a friend of hers, dining at the bar in town.  Swede, the cook of Norwegian derivation whose specialty is Italianate cuisine, was cooking.

She had what she called focaccia.

I got exasperated.  "Why don't you just call it what it is, 'bread'?"

[BattleHymn]

I'm enjoying an appetizer of aged rusk lightly covered in coarse salt, then slathered in a creamy white sauce of eggs yolks, light oil, and capsaicin.


(old saltines covered in mayonnaise and cayenne pepper). 

[franksolich]

I'm enjoying an appetizer of aged rusk lightly covered in coarse salt, then slathered in a creamy white sauce of eggs yolks, light oil, and capsaicin.


(old saltines covered in mayonnaise and cayenne pepper). 

Damn you, sir.

A rusk is a hard, dry biscuit or a twice-baked bread.

[BlueStateSaint]

(Holy cow, I can't believe I'm explaining a vesta post! I must have fallen on my head recently!  )

[njpines]

   I know!!   

[franksolich]

You know, back when I was wandering around the socialist paradises of the workers and peasants, one time I came upon a transcript (in English) of an old discussion from Radio Free Europe (or whatever it was called by the early 1990s), in which Senators Robert Dole (R-Kansas) and George Mitchell (D-Maine) described to the Slavic workers and peasants how NATO works.

It was one of those radio programs designed to teach English.

Both senators used a vocabulary of simple plain English, consisting of only 1500 words (as alleged by the transcript).  (They both being politicians, I suspect it was scripted.)

In a vocabulary of only 1500 different words, they managed to talk for nearly an hour, explaining NATO to eastern Europeans, the "why" of it, its organization, and its policies.

In only 1500 different words.

Compare that, please, with the vocabularial clutter and congestion of the primitives in the cooking and baking forum, where they probably have 6,789 different words for "bread" alone.

[BattleHymn]

Compare that, please, with the vocabularial clutter and congestion of the primitives in the cooking and baking forum, where they probably have 6,789 different words for "bread" alone.

They try to clutter their vocabulary the same way they clutter their cabinets with all sorts of stupid kitchen gadgets. 

Salad spinners, fondue sets, shrimp peelers, cauliflower graters, one knife for cutting up an apple, another for slicing a banana, so on and so forth. 

[Dori]

I think that's a cross between Big Boy Restaurant and Big Chief writing paper.  I'm not sure yet. 

[GOBUCKS]

The only DUmpette who's usually honest about the evening's menu is crazy, bald DUmmy fizzgig.

As a mentally-ill pothead with a mentally-ill deadbeat husband, she can't afford many normal groceries.

Her plan for dinner is almost always some leftover scraps, or one of her notorious "gut bombs".

Dinner at Chez Fizz is a grim affair.

[Dori]

\Dinner at Chez Fizz is a grim affair.

The stinky goat cook is a new one worth watching.

Spaldeen (123 posts)

4. dandeloin salad, dandeloin root tea, and something in the freezer for desert.
 
Nothing in the garden is close to coming up yet, so I decided to hit my yard and the neighbor's yard for an old favorite of mine.

 

 

[Karin]

She's going to chew cud for dinner?   

LivestoHike will probably invite herself over. 

[vesta111]

She's going to chew cud for dinner?   

LivestoHike will probably invite herself over. 

I do believe my hubby may run away.

He called from work to ask if I needed him to stop at the store on the way home.   

Then he asked me what's for supper.   OH,OH, I told him to stop and get his own fast food as I was experimenting with what we had sitting in the refrigerator.

I found some perfect good food that was heading to the due date and decided to figure out what to do with it.

I had a unopened bag of flour burrito  skins a container of store bought salad and some really sharp cheese.     

So I made a rue of flour and butter, added the cheese and 1/2 packet of Taco seasoning stirred until melted and added some milk.

Mean while I put the salad into the shells, rolled them up and placed in a glass oven pan.    When the sauce got thick I poured it over the burritos and added the last of the cheese to the top.

Cooked that sucker for 20 minutes in the oven, removed and let sit another 20 minutes.

It smelled good so I sampled some and it was good, just a burrito with no meat or beans,  just the regular salad stuff,  lettuce, onions, tomatoes, mushrooms etc. the sauce and cheese with the seasoning gave it a nice kick. 

 Now the question of will Hubby even want to try it comes up, will I have to eat my experiment for the rest of the week ?

[Karin]

Wilted cooked lettuce was your enchilada filling?  Wasn't it nothing but watery goo? 

I'm glad you at least had your husband pick up his own dinner on the way home. 

[franksolich]

Well, it looks like dear old sweet Lu is being lazy today.  As usual.

Here it is, 2:45 p.m. central time, and no "what's for supper" thread yet.

She's probably waiting for one of the drones to do it.

<<<has never been able to figure out why sitting in front of a computer and posting is such hard work.

[Dori]

Well, it looks like dear old sweet Lu is being lazy today.  As usual.

Here it is, 2:45 p.m. central time, and no "what's for supper" thread yet.

She's probably waiting for one of the drones to do it.

<<<has never been able to figure out why sitting in front of a computer and posting is such hard work.

I get the impression she doesn't like her own cooking anymore (if she ever did) and resents having to come up with crock pot meals for her hubby.

[Skul]

Now the question of will Hubby even want to try it comes up, will I have to eat my experiment for the rest of the week ?

If you have to ask, Vesta. The answer, is yes.
Go broil a steak for the guy.

While you're in the kitchen, a nice roast beef sammich would be nice. 

[BattleHymn]

If you have to ask, Vesta. The answer, is yes.
Go broil a steak for the guy.

I'm going with Skul here.  Spousal unit has served me some questionable stuff before that I've ate, but what you've got there isn't something I think I could touch. 

[BattleHymn]

4:13PM by the NJCher primitive:

http://www.democraticunderground.com/115741268

Thu Apr 17, 2014, 04:13 PM

Star Member NJCher (16,441 posts)

What's for Dinner?" Thurs., April 17
Yippee, I have tomorrow off, so I'm making:

Cauliflower-cheese soup for an appetizer.

Filet mignon for the entree'.

Baked potatoes. The idea I got at Trader Joe's tasting this afternoon when I stopped by. Mix their onion soup mix with olive oil. Dip potatoes in it and roast them.

I think I'll also be roasting some small onions in balsamic.

And of course, a tossed green salad with all kinds of colorful vegetables.

Dessert will be flan.

[Chris_]

Wow, I'm impressed.  Whoever thought of rubbing something on the outside of a potato to make it taste better?

[BattleHymn]

Wow, I'm impressed.  Whoever thought of rubbing something on the outside of a potato to make it taste better?

I have a friend who eats raw baked potatoes.  No salt, no butter, no sour cream, no NOTHING.  It makes me gag just watching him, but he claims he likes them that way. 

[Chris_]

I have a friend who eats raw baked potatoes.  No salt, no butter, no sour cream, no NOTHING.  It makes me gag just watching him, but he claims he likes them that way. 

That's pretty bad.  I'd be afraid of choking.

[Skul]

Wow, I'm impressed.  Whoever thought of rubbing something on the outside of a potato to make it taste better?

Then they peal it.  Go figure. 

[Chris_]

Then they peal it.  Go figure. 

Blasphemy.  Potato skin is the best thing on Earth next to chicken skin.

[Skul]

Blasphemy.  Potato skin is the best thing on Earth next to chicken skin.

Not only that, I misspelled it.  

BTW, I saw that, you ain't foolin' anybody. 

[BattleHymn]

Blasphemy.  Potato skin is the best thing on Earth next to chicken skin.

I'd eat a whole plate of chicken skin, if I could.  Now that is some good stuff.  I can't get enough of it.        



[edited "plat" to "plate", although both usages are technically correct in the above context. Plat, plate, whatever, so long as there are chicken skins.]