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When I learned to make that in Girl Scouts, we called it Toad in a Hole.

@suzanne, if you use Mozilla's Firefox browser, it has a built in spell checker :-)

Do you remember what they were served with when he ordered them and if he commented on it? I've seen them served with raspberry jam, maple syrup, and honey mustard but my preference is jam.

garlectable - like delectable

garlicate - delicate use of garlic, mostly for things flavored with roasted garlic

garlificent - magnificent use of garlic

Gross generalizations don't usually hold up in any situation. "All" celebrities aren't anything because they are still people and you can't lump "all" people into any groups.

There are celebrities who are well known foodies like Robert De Niro and Gwyneth Paltrow whose opinions I respect because they are serious about food. Other celebrities, who eat at restaurants to prove they are A-list and can get a table whenever they want at an A-list restaurant, not so much.

@eeels ROFLMAO!

Reminds of of a conversation recounted by a friend this Halloween. Upon meeting a toddler Yoda, she said, “May the force be with you”.
He responded, immediately, “And also with you”.

I grew up having to pick around the oysters in the Thanksgiving stuffing (not a bivalve fan here) so now that I make it, I just leave them out. I bake a big pan of cornbread with all the traditional green herbs already in it like sage and thyme. Then I saute some garlic, shallots, celery, and carrots in butter and add some chopped pecans in to toast in the same pan. I mix an egg with some chicken stock and mix it all together with the cornbread and bake it. Someone else does the bird in my family so I always make "dressing".

Oops, I left out the key ingredient, lots of chopped celery greens. I'm not a fan of the vegetable part of celery but I love the greens!

I second the vote for Paper Moon. I've never had anything there I didn't LOVE!

If you are downtown, try the Sunday brunch at Hull Street Blues.It's a tiny place but worth the wait for a table and the close quarters with your fellow diners.
http://www.hullstreetblues.com/home.html

@g-meg sorry about that. I got hit by it in August and 2 weeks after I started my new job on October, my husband got laid off. It just plain sucks. Keep your chin up, it gets better once you get through the initial shock. Don't forget to file for unemployment!

The only silver lining has been being too broke to eat out has forced us to cook at home more and we're really enjoying it. Even if we can't afford the more expensive ingredients, it's still better than most average restaurant meals.

In the event of an apocalypse, I would need to befriend a farmer because I can't live without eggs and dairy. I'm sure I could figure out how to churn butter and maybe someone could give me cheese lessons. Did the goats survive? I need feta.

Luckily, I have a pantry full of salt so I will be able to season everything.

My most recent disaster was Thanksgiving. I cook everything but the turkey and schlep it 45 minutes to my mother's house. It was all cooked and packed when my husband reminded me of the Gravy Shortage of 2007 so I decided to make a big pan of gravy at the last minute, even though we were . When it was ready, I looked at the pan and decided, "helper handles are for wimps" and proceeded to pick it up and pour at least half a gallon of gravy between the stove and the cabinet.

My first kitchen disaster came when I decided to make Concorde Grape jello at the age of 10. I followed the instructions on the box but I wasn't sure if it was mixed all the way and since it was in a glass dish, the logical thing to do was lift it up over my head to look at it through the light. Crash! the dish comes down on my head and the kitchen and I are bathed in purpley, gelatinous goodness.

I can't count the number of times I have heard people order Chicken Tikka Marsala.

My grandfather firmly believed you could not eat dairy in the same meal with steamed crabs. Ice cream was forbidden for dessert.

My husband's family has the same belief about drinking milk with spaghetti.

@dearrie I thought he was dead too. I guess I was thinking of Justin Wilson. Or Dom Deluise...

I'm not sure what she was thinking but my mother brought this pasta all the way back from Italy to put in my husband's stocking. Word's can't do it justice.

http://picasaweb.google.com/kathy.tempesta/UnexpectedStockingStuffer#

She also gave him some wild boar spread that looks kind of questionable. I'm not sure what we are going to do with it.

Santa was kind and brought me new hot mitts so I can stop using the ones that no longer have any kind of heat protection except what comes from the colonies of bacteria that have set up permanent residence in them.