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i like the way you garden and eat,
posted by
jeansaw
on January 29, 2015 at 3:34 PM
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Re: Re: Kabu
Not posh; they call the night meal Supper and supper they call a snack before bed. So there.
posted by
Kabu
on January 29, 2015 at 2:26 PM
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Re: Re: Re: Perhaps an egg?
Not many Roosters running with laying hens these days Ciel. More likely the poor critters are being forced to lay with artificial lighting. Like the little dove that laid an egg last week in a winter nest, have not seen her since, I hope she is not laying another one.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 11:46 PM
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Re: BILL
With nuts and raisins . Scottish like it with salt Eek.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 11:39 PM
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Re: Re: Perhaps an egg?
That bit of blood simply means a rooster got to that hen before you did.
posted by
Ciel
on January 28, 2015 at 5:36 PM
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C.C.T.
☃ We all end up, eating oatmeal in the morning sir. They have it in the U.K.? Lol. BC-A, Bill’s RTTst
posted by
BC-A
on January 28, 2015 at 1:09 PM
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Re: TAps you were Lucky
Taps you were lucky as a youngster they nearly drove me mad, as soon as I sat by the fire in those days they would start and in bed it was miserable. I don't know if it was the lack of some vitamin in the war years, but I also had them on my ears.Of course I was outside all day long and wet through most of the time shoes had nails which must have conducted the cold and damp. Happy days.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 10:15 AM
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Re: FS
Cheers FS. I expect you will get out the old pudding bowl and knock up a cake or two if you get snowed in.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 10:09 AM
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Re: Taps
Taps I suppose it is better to stick to the trusted recipes, but if I had your Phil next door I am sure I would experiment more often.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 10:04 AM
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Re:Naut
Well Naut I seem to have gone off of boughten cake. Perhaps I am going through the change. I suppose one can't go on liking everything forever. I don't think I could manage a dibber very often
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 10:00 AM
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Re: Chuck
Now I thought you would be an excellent cook. I guess someone spoils you.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:55 AM
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Re: Perhaps an egg?
Be a bit sweet with golden syrup wouldn't it Ciel, Actually I fried two eggs for dinner, I grumbled at Arthur he slipped then into the pan with olive oil and both had a tiny streak of blood on them. I would have tossed them out, but put some butter in the pan and scraped the blood streaks off. Arthur laughed and said 'Well you take no notice of blood in a pork chop. I had to explain I visualized the hens straining to lay those eggs like they had piles. I have in the past spent hours candling eggs to remove any blood spots, they were not appreciated.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:52 AM
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Re: Vermont
Well we all have to make a living Sir. I don't think this is it.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:43 AM
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Re: Kabu
Don't be so posh we still have breakfast dinner and tea. No supper it encourages randy dreams.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:40 AM
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Re: Wiley
I am sure you would enjoy my latest creation Bro. Full of oats, and I feel great He-haw.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:39 AM
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Re: Adnohr
That's the trouble with life Adnohr people expect too much. Now I would have dipped her feet in the chamber pot or rubbed them with onions. Not much of a cure though.
I am stll munching through treacle oat cake, not bad.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:36 AM
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Re: Pat
I only assume dreams are the same as mine used to be, Pat. Well these wet winter days I like to plan something ahead, it gets one outside, although I have to shower afterwards it is usually messy. I prefer coconut Mam.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:29 AM
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Re: Jimmy
I don't think is the granola that you imagine Jimmy though I don't know why they call it that.
This one has nuts and fruit and 40% oats, it is quite yummy. Ratty Arthur bought the last three bags of it and I only half half a bag left.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 28, 2015 at 9:25 AM
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Hmmm . . . 'cheese' cookies made with oatmeal. There seems to be a certain amount of contradiction there, but apparently, the birds didn't mind! And granola is usually somewhat bland and tasteless, at least to me. I can't believe you ate enough to ruin your supper . . .
posted by
JimmyA
on January 28, 2015 at 6:12 AM
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Such a frothy lad you are in a lady's romantic dream.
And so ambitious with all that planting. I have heard of shredding carrots into cookie batter in lieu of coconut, a sneaky way of getting kids to eat their vegetables.
posted by
Pat_B
on January 28, 2015 at 4:13 AM
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Hmm - from that poem he was an ardent little bugger and when he didn't get his way he just skipped out....as far as recipes go, we are sometimes suprised how our meals turn out.
posted by
adnohr
on January 27, 2015 at 8:48 PM
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I never really did understand chilblains. But thanks to your poem, I looked them up on wikipedia and now I know.
posted by
TAPS.
on January 27, 2015 at 8:21 PM
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ChiffChiff
Yuck>>>> I ain't coming for cookies Bro, LOL Poem was edible though.
posted by
WileyJohn
on January 27, 2015 at 6:49 PM
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we usually have Brunch,,,breakfast lunch...and Supper. Back in Aussie land, breakfast lunch and dinner.
Another cute poem.
posted by
Kabu
on January 27, 2015 at 5:18 PM
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I like the poem, you are very witty.
posted by
Vermont01
on January 27, 2015 at 4:40 PM
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CCT
A delightful mix! Actually we call it dibber when it's a big deal, and supper when it's not - the thing you call tea, I think - anyway, it's the evening's repast...And I admire your courage - I cook, but I never bake...And yes, feet with chilblains would quickly chill my own ardor as well...
posted by
Nautikos
on January 27, 2015 at 4:02 PM
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Perhaps an egg?
That would lighten in up a bit, maybe. I used to use brown sugar and white, 2 to 1, to make cookies chewier.
I once tried to make whipped cream that somehow turned into crackers.
posted by
Ciel
on January 27, 2015 at 2:14 PM
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Love the Dream Boat poem!! But me and baking aren't good friends lol
posted by
Chuck_E_Ibrahim
on January 27, 2015 at 1:38 PM
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I did some experimental baking myself that did not turn out the way I would have thought it would. Grandson Phil is my savior on not wasting baked stuff. He will eat it when I don't like it. LOL
posted by
TAPS.
on January 27, 2015 at 1:24 PM
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I did some experimental baking myself that did not turn out the way I would have thought it would. Grandson Phil is my savior on not wasting baked stuff. He will eat it when I don't like it. LOL
posted by
TAPS.
on January 27, 2015 at 1:24 PM
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I like to read about people's cooking experiments...A very nice poem you got there.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on January 27, 2015 at 10:33 AM
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