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Well. Color me shocked. The...bacon shake...is NOT good? I don't even know what to do with my life now. Nothing makes sense anymore.

Awww, my grandma used to make pomegranate jelly. And when I had my second son and named him Max, after her late husband, my beloved Grandpa Max, she rode the train from Fresno out to Denver so she could cuddle little Max and teach me how to make her famous pomegranate jelly.
She didn't put lime juice in hers. It sounds really good, but I'm a little afraid to veer from how Grandma made it. Because it might be good, but then it wouldn't be right.

I got these for a snack to share with my 10 year old son after school recently. He doesn't have what you'd call a discriminating palate, but even he agreed they were pitiful. Sooooo much breading surrounding tiny bits of dry chicken. And plenty of the...McBites, I guess they are, were just nuggets of breading, no chicken at all. Gross. I at least expect a serving of disgustingly prepared protein matter in my fast food purchase!

@Kaymad, the recipe states that the walnuts are optional.
I don't get the odd measurement of sweetened condensed milk, but it sounds like a great recipe. Giving people homemade fudge almost always makes them feel special.

I'm going to have to go with the roasted brussel sprouts too, by popular acclaim. In fact, so many people have said they were doing brussel sprouts that it really doesn't look like a word anymore.

I just made a batch to send to my son at camp. I'm thinking I'm going to be his hero. This stuff is really, really good.

I find the outrage and disgust...odd. Why is it our business to judge what he does with his own money? @queenbleu, why should you detest the rich? He spent a lot on lunch - so what? At least he was more generous than he had to be with his server. Why all the anger? We have no way of knowing how he uses his money on a regular basis - nor is it our business. He might be just as lavish in his giving to charity for all we know.
Lighten up, people.

I would bet they're still fine. I just found some jalepeno that I'd roasted, chopped, and frozen in cubes last summer. Made awesome salsa yesterday.

If you like Indian food, I'm partial to Star of India, on Parker Road, near Hampdon. The butter chicken with a basket of garlic naan...my mouth is watering...

Personally, I wouldn't want to eat dog meat, but I have to say that I find it disturbing that there's more moral outrage at the idea of eating dog than of eating human flesh. Seriously, people?

Love the nuggets - real chunks of chicken without the blanket of greasy breading - how can you not love that? Love the waffle fries. Love the lemonaid, which is made with real lemons, a fact you can be sure of because it occasionally tastes "off." That may be an odd thing to mention as a positive, but I find it oddly reassuring. How many fast food products can you buy that are natural enough to be perishable?
Their ice dream - sorry, ice "dream" - sucks, though.
I have to say, though, that I find it odd that people boycott them because their founders come from a relgious background. Seriously? You know you don't have to make a statement of faith to get your chicken. I promise.

Just a warning: anyone seen those Martha Stewart pans that are Le Creuset knockoffs? Save your money. I bought one about six months ago, and it's chipped all over the outside. It even left a two-inch long strip of red enamel on my burner the other day. Took me days to get it off the dang burner.
I am officially saving up for the real thing.

Oh, my 13 year old son makes the most amazing waffles. They're multi-grain, I suppose, with some oatmeal and whole wheat flour in there, but they're light and airy and crispy and soft inside and vanilla scented and amazing. Everyone in the family eats theirs different. I prefer yogurt and blueberries on mine, drizzled with honey. 13 y.o. son eats his with strawberry jam and butter. 10 y.o. son eats his with butter and maple syrup. 7 y.o. son eats his with butter, pomegranate jelly, and maple syrup. My husband has butter, syrup, and a fried egg on top, with the yolk nice and runny so he can pour some syrup right in it for that sweet/salty combo.
The only down side is that life is too busy most days for that sort of a breakfast anymore. *sigh* I'm thinking we'll need to have waffles for dinner soon.