tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post5154711323031228308..comments2024-03-28T03:15:55.088-04:00Comments on Fetch me my axe: on which note: a meme, or something.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-50797286280283393112012-03-27T06:45:46.373-04:002012-03-27T06:45:46.373-04:00So, I don't actually suppose it will have effe...So, I don't actually suppose it will have effect.muebles baratos madridhttp://www.camobel.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-3383159030922427252007-06-26T16:39:00.000-04:002007-06-26T16:39:00.000-04:00most affecting. hmmm.back in the heady days of 19...most affecting. hmmm.<BR/><BR/>back in the heady days of 1999, i went to austria for an opera program, where my appendix nearly exploded. my mom flew over as soon as she could and stayed with me for two weeks. i figured while she was there, we might as well go see the host family i'd stayed with when i was an exchange student in hungary a few years prior.<BR/><BR/>so we got into a rental car midwesterntransporthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02749445416512279883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-34570195259436986032007-06-26T04:16:00.000-04:002007-06-26T04:16:00.000-04:00And RT, that sounds like possibly the most painful...And RT, that sounds like possibly the most painfully delicious ever. You guys are making me *hungry.*little lighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04348805482325856358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-70778062411082222182007-06-26T04:14:00.000-04:002007-06-26T04:14:00.000-04:00kh, there are not a lot of better things ever than...kh, there are not a lot of better things ever than a good mole. Oh, man.little lighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04348805482325856358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-34654261177590733142007-06-26T04:13:00.000-04:002007-06-26T04:13:00.000-04:00It's funny, I adore good food and I have it often,...It's funny, I adore good food and I have it often, these days, but when you say "most affecting," I think of something entirely other: the first time I ate out of the garbage. The brown-bag of apple, cheese sandwich, hard-boiled egg and elementary-school-milk-carton they gave me the night I spent in jail, where I swapped my hard-boiled egg for someone's orange like a little kid at recess, and little lighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04348805482325856358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-38966109220233450882007-06-25T17:34:00.000-04:002007-06-25T17:34:00.000-04:00Deoridhe, never fear, you're not the only one who ...Deoridhe, never fear, you're not the only one who will sound spoiled (and I don't think you did). <BR/><BR/>My favorite meal was in January 2002. My boyfriend suggested we go to the Four Seasons after dinner. We typically went to a funky coffeehouse and got hazelnut lattees and muffins, which is my all time favorite dessert. I figured I'd be flexible and find some other dessert item as I knewOctogalorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14052288318330285365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-65830830787760514212007-06-25T16:30:00.000-04:002007-06-25T16:30:00.000-04:00Yes, I have moral qualms about it myself. The poo...Yes, I have moral qualms about it myself. The poor moles.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-53460664561910993262007-06-25T14:45:00.000-04:002007-06-25T14:45:00.000-04:00i don't think that's right, somehow.i don't think that's right, somehow.belledame222https://www.blogger.com/profile/13947289856453172848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-76560556630175301012007-06-25T13:37:00.000-04:002007-06-25T13:37:00.000-04:00Oh, and, you make them into soup. Elevating soup....Oh, and, you make them into soup. Elevating soup.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-33455279167318766082007-06-25T13:36:00.000-04:002007-06-25T13:36:00.000-04:00They are small rodent-like blind things who burrow...They are small rodent-like blind things who burrow under ash trees.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-7535838933699005022007-06-25T09:13:00.000-04:002007-06-25T09:13:00.000-04:00("ash" mole?)("ash" mole?)belledame222https://www.blogger.com/profile/13947289856453172848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-88746178058292044542007-06-25T09:12:00.000-04:002007-06-25T09:12:00.000-04:00I'm sure I can come up with something better foodw...I'm sure I can come up with something better foodwise--in many ways-wise.<BR/><BR/>right now though what comes to mind, possibly because i had the same meal last night (macaroni and cheese, made with butter and Kraft slices as i loved as a child) was the same as what i -wolfed- down after being told that a friend of the family had died suddenly of a heart attack. We were at my maternal belledame222https://www.blogger.com/profile/13947289856453172848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-46464111993495069392007-06-25T08:49:00.000-04:002007-06-25T08:49:00.000-04:00Grilled venison cubes wrapped in bacon and ramps, ...Grilled venison cubes wrapped in bacon and ramps, with grilled squash and tomatoes from the garden. We made a chickweed and dandelion salad with wild blackberries. It was 5 days until payday, and all we had this half pound hunk of venison and 2 strips of bacon,the vegetables from a tiny plot I'd cultivated in the back yard, and whatever I picked wild.. We cooked it over pearwood scavanged from Rootietoothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06804816032287310463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-5429100009634574462007-06-25T03:32:00.000-04:002007-06-25T03:32:00.000-04:00This is going to sound totally spoiled.The second ...This is going to sound totally spoiled.<BR/><BR/>The second five star meal I had. It was with both of my grandparents, who took us, and in honor of their anniversary - the adult, local version (the child friendly version involved Florida and Disney World). I remember the lobster most clearly - and the first time I had caviar. The thing that stands out for me, though, is that I asked if they Deoridhehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17235419292633778692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-64847814183243201322007-06-24T22:38:00.000-04:002007-06-24T22:38:00.000-04:00the first breakfast I ate with the first woman I e...the first breakfast I ate with the first woman I ever loved after the first night we spent together. She made me fried rice with eggs and hot, sweet mint tea sprinkled with cayenne.<BR/><BR/>It's been almost 30 years and I can still remember the taste.Hahnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10685475869460880965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-1639211349139853572007-06-24T21:17:00.000-04:002007-06-24T21:17:00.000-04:00Lately, the ash mole at El Naranjo in Oaxaca.Lately, the ash mole at El Naranjo in Oaxaca.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18375173.post-33214931895860703602007-06-24T19:41:00.000-04:002007-06-24T19:41:00.000-04:00Once, when I was really poor, like scavenging-poor...Once, when I was really poor, like scavenging-poor, like all-I-ate-this-week-was-a-bagel poor, my mom sent me $100 for my birthday, though she couldn't really spare it either. Her card said, "Please take your roommates out for a nice dinner." I thought about saving it up, using it for groceries, but the possibility of having a really great meal won out. We went to <A HREF="http://A White Bearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04378226135352153241noreply@blogger.com