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I use both the Melitta cone with the paper filter and the french press on a regular basis. The cone is so convenient for making just one cup, but I feel like I have to use a lot of coffee to make it as strong as I like. On the other hand, the french press makes a nice strong cup but you can end up with that sludgie stuff in the bottom of the cup, which I really don't like. Either one is still way better than a one-cup brewer since you can grind the coffee fresh and control the temperature of the brewing water.

Growing up, my dad always told us never to eat a hot dog unless we were home in Michigan because everywhere else made them from "lips and @ssholes". Of course then he would eat a coney at National Coney Island covered in chili with one of the main ingredients being ground up beef hearts. Oh well.....
I've never seen those Greenfield Village dogs, I'll have to look for them. We usually get Kowalski.

I've usually seen them called "party trays" around here. One giant pizza, cut into about 24 squares.

The way we did it when my kids were little:
Divide up some evaporated milk between little bowls, or even the cups in a muffin tin. Color with liquid food colors of your choice. Paint on UNBAKED sugar cookies. The colors will change a tiny bit when cooked, but will remain surprisingly bright. Obviously you can't do super-detailed designs since the milk is fairly thin, but it is really easy and the kids always had a blast.

Wow, ignore my poor grammar and spelling above ^ please. Apparently I am not as good at multi-tasking as I thought.

I always thought that meant they were old too, something about the inside wanting to soak up too much water to make up for being dry.

This is the item I am always expected to bring to every family gathering. It is always served along with the rest of the meal, even though it totally is a dessert (lived in the Midwest my whole life and I never have understood that).

I only tasted it once and I liked it. Unfortunately, within minutes my tongue and lips swelled up and I had to choke down some benadryl and go the emergency room. Now it seems like every darn recipe I see has quinoa in it.

I haven't been able to stomach the smell of microwave popcorn since I was pregnant with my daughter 21 years ago. I stopped eating chicken when I was expecting my son 2 years after that and never could stand going back to eating it, still don't eat it.

But somehow even though the smell of the Better Made Potato Chip factory I used to pass on my way to work forced me to carry a barf bag on the bus, I never developed an aversion to chips......

So, so, sorry for the loss of your sweet little pup. What a touching tribute you wrote for him. I know I'm not the only reader with tears in my eyes right now.

Coming from a Polish family, my Dad always made homemade kielbasa. He would start with fresh pork butt, grind them up with a hand-crank grinder, season them, the whole works. My most vivid memory of the whole process was when, after soaking the salted hog casings in water, he would blow each one up like a super long balloon to check for holes. As a child I found it so gross and at the same time, fascinating!

I love my little Melitta cone filter, even though it as cheapy plastic one and not a cool ceramic one. I make my coffee every morning using it.

I fresh grind my beans while the electric kettle heats. Put a couple heaping spoonfuls in the cone (with the unbleached paper filter). Then I dampen the grounds lightly with water from the tap. Pour over the almost boiling water, give it a little stir, pour some more water....and COFFEE!
I think it tastes pretty darn good, but if someone has a better tried and true method, I'm up for that too.

That's funny...the same exact thing happened to me about 5 days ago. I am lucky enough to have an appliance parts store very near me and was able to get a new element the next day. It cost less than $40 and took only about 10 minutes to replace.

@techgirl:The worst thing that ever happened to me was almost an exact replica of yours. It was also at Thanksgiving and my darling husband had just put a ton of potato peels and other assorted crap down the disposal (against my advice). The drain in the basement floor then proceed to spew them out simultaneously with the disposal in the kitchen. It also backed up into the inside of the dishwasher. What a mess!