Post Punk Kitchen Forum

^Ohh...maybe that's my solution. To remove it from the foil before freezing and storing.

Oh you did not just go there.


(Smiling and pretending I know what any of this means)

Timorous beasties! Pure gettin' skelp y'are!

Actually, I think I did just insult everybody by comparing them to the decadent prince of wales or somebody. I've just always loved the way it sounds.

This reminds me of trying to find a calculus class at the U of Chicago. All courses were taught by foreign grad students with varying degrees of fluency. First class, the guy was from Sri Lanka (I think; don't remember) and he wrote crepe on the board in his own language and would randomly lapse from impossible to understand English into other languages. He was a sweetheart who seemed genuinely pained that nobody understood him. DROP. Next guy was Russian with an accent so heavy it was almost a Rocky and Bullwinkle joke. DROP. Next guy was Irish, and he must have been from Galway or Mayo or somewhere because he had the thickest brogue I've heard outside Boston*. I understood him mostly fine, but nobody else did. I had to translate sometimes. It was sort of hilarious.

*the heaviest Irish accents I've ever heard anywhere have all been 3rd generation people from Boston who have never been to Ireland.

You can't hit me; I'm hiding behind wee Molly.

Wee. Wee? WEE?! I will wee on you, I will!

feisty aren't we?

How did it work? I hate using tinfoil to steam sausages too, but mostly because I never remember to buy it.

och aye!

She'll do it, she will. Don't test her, dear god don't test her!

If anyone wees on people, it's Molly.

I heart you guys so hard! I hope to visit Scotland and Ireland some day. "My people" are Scots-Irish, and some day when I hit the lotto I'd like to truly trace my roots.

ETA: I kind of wish I had a wee Molly bird with me tonight. I'd share my wine I would.

Huggles! No wine though.

I really need to go to Ireland soon. Trying to decide if a can live and work indefinitely without a laptop so I could go next summer. But, it would feel wrong for me to go and not give the money to my mom so she could go.

Meh, more for me then I suppose. ;)

So yeah I think I'm definitely a bit of a flirtation instigator for shizzle, so, like... sorry (ish)! I do it with 100% grade A free range silliness. Just in case anyone was wundrin. Also I've met like a billion of ya'lls. (Okay I'm over exaggerating)

I'm doin' it! I have a five spice seitan tamale steaming with my tinfoil packets. I'll keep everyone posted on my little experiment!

So far, I've laid the seitan out in a corn husk and sort of shaped the husk like a canoe around it, then I placed another husk overtop so it was completely covered and then I tied a husk at either end and hopefully it'll stay in there. It's definitely loosely wrapped and there's plenty of room to expand.

But are you skeevy?

I don't think Mars is skeevy. It took me a bit to get used to, but I have seriously become a prude in my old age. I blame Wilson. He kept telling me it wasn't nice for a lady to make naughty jokes and it like, sunk in. I used to be boob jostler, believe.

ETA, I mean, look at my avatar! I used to go buck wild with brooms on my head in the club. (Funny because I'm drinking soda water with lime in the pic.)

Unless LW is referring to SV, in which case steaming seitan in corn husks? Totes skeevy.

Figure this wasn't in reference to the tamales so I'll answer it:

Yes!

At least I like to think so. :)

(Okay don't tell anyone my secret but I'm actually kind of shy and gentle, and only like to play at pervvvvynesss)

People who don't share their tamales are definitely skeevy; that goes without saying.

a.) gobshites is my new favorite word.
b.) feel better!!! <33

well, people who do share their tamales can be skeevy, too, if they try to share them without permission.

Someone posted "It's just one of those thongs." on facebook and I am hysterical over it. Best DYAC ever!

pretty sure they're all talking about me telling you you're a babe in every thread ever.

right?
yes.

"a myriad of thongs both great and terrible" was in the first paragraph of the first draft of my thesis, because I win at proofreading.