Curry fried rice.
I can’t stop thinking about you.
Why did you make me flavor bomb the onions?
How could you possibly come up with the perfect ratio of soy sauce, fish sauce, a touch of sugar, black pepper, and curry powder?
What possessed me to color outside the lines and use an entire bunch of green onions, né scallions?
You’ve put a spell on me.
Unrelated WTF: GC has a coworker who goes nudist on weekends. And Anatomy of a Murder made me think of Brando, because it was shot on location in the UP. I didn’t realize the UP was B/W. Not really surprising I guess. The film is quite good, but perhaps prepare yourself for 2:40 and change.
Green onions are delicious and do not oppress me like the Union of Soviet Socialist Republic of Dogs.
Shouldn’t that be “nés”?
Did I ever tell you about the Unitarian nudist I knew in Madison? Good god, she was stupefyingly hot and would go for a whole weekend of church at a camp. A nudist camp. For the whole weekend.
Just the concept of this melted my brain for a couple hours. She said, yeah, we think that being naked increases our closeness with God. And Yahweh, Buddha, Allah, our ancestors, the Thunder Bird, Great Spirit, etc.
Only time I have ever been shut up for more than ten minutes.
Anatomy of a Murder is awesome, and surprisingly really holds up on the gender issues. I would have thought it would be another of the old movies that you have to watch and appreciate while consciously putting aside the sexism (or racism depending on the movie). But I didn’t feel that way at all with AOAM.
I read that Jimmy Stewart’s dad was very angry with him for doing that movie. I was a little surprised to hear him say certain words. One of his best performances.
Somebody set us up the flavor bomb?
You know, I haven’t watched Anatomy of a Murder. I think TLB owns it. The little town museum has an exhibit called “Anatomy of a Yooper” that covers a lot of it.
Oh, and it’s black and white because 70% of the time, it is snowing here.
You would think after all this time I would remember to check my name before submitting a comment.
Brando, if you’re on the internet proof reading, you’re doing it wrong.
Kathleen with the STUFF!!!
http://www.theonion.com/content/radio_news/new_flavored_fork_adds_taste
Until the immigration problem is solved, and solved good, illegal immigrants will continue to urinate in our onion fields. Right on our onions. Think about it.
Also, make your own curry. And try some brown sugar.
GOOD GOD NO! NO! NO!!!!!!!!!!
I suggest GS not think too closely about how much bat pee there probably is on crops…
Or was it the brown sugar that upset him?
Yikes!
Brown sugar offends me so so dearly.
Real men only eat beet sugar
It was the SUGAR!!!!!!! GAH ! Why oh why!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know that it’s tradition in some Indian regions to put a wee bit of sugar in a curry but in NZ and the UK they go WAY OVERBOARD with the sugar! I want SAVOURY!
Who said go WAY OVERBOARD? You? Not me. I told him to “try” and here you come all NO NO NO, never try anything new! New is bad! Curry powder is good! No brown sugar! No pudding if you don’t eat your beets!
Try it, PP. It’s delicious, don’t listen to him.
Curry powder is an abomination too!
Putting sugar in Indian food is as old as the Raj. It still sucks!
Oh Gregor.
I wanted my CFR to taste exactly like THE, even with onions pre-flavor blasted.
I am into trying new things. I am into the spicy. I believe in fried. I like flavor blasts. Pastrami is magic.
I am into Gregor posting on this blog.
It’s obviously new to PP. Not only is it WAY BETTER with brown sugar, it makes your sweat smell sweet, unlike if you don’t use it, stinky pits!!!!
I’m into Gregor being held down and forced to eat it with sugar AND LOTS of cinnamon.
Wait, if you wanted it to taste like something you’ve had before — how does it qualify as “trying new things?” Also, see love of fried food, pastrami, and flavor blasts — again, not new, instead old. If you were into trying something new you would try something you haven’t tried before, like sink lettuce or ghost cabbage — YUM!
I think I am gonna try something new: not being friends will fulsome.
I think you’ve tried that before too. You’ll just have to do more friendship shots later tho…
EFF!
I can’t handle friendship shots. Annie would have her way with me, and by “way” I mean Sharpie shenanigans.
Unibrow.
we put in jaggery and not sugar. sugar is for developed countries and bone-bleachers.
And gujaratis. j/k!
Hi Pinko!!
Halfway thru a bottle of good tequila, thought I’d check you out. We don’t see you over at the sadly much anymore. Oh, sure, an occasional appearance from Mr. Roarke’s poop, but hey, once you’ve had a chat with somebody’s poop, there just ain’t much left to explore, y’know?
I like this curry substance also, but I believe some things are best left to the professionals. If you start messing with the natural order of things, like, say, writing down the nine million names of uncle bill or or measuring the ingredients in a bottle of Mr. Roarkes Poop by weight, well, the next thing you know you get a visit from those PEOPLE, you know the ones, with the weapons and the musty tomes.
Oh crap, I’ve already said too much…
Ave Maria…
mikey
Hi Mikey!
I get behind and then the threads at S, N! are already 200 comments long and I have nothing useful to contribute and I become sad.
I have the exact same eperience.
Except I become tumescent…
mikey
Dammit.
I spent so much effort making sure I spelled “Tumescent” right I fucked up “experience”…
Ah well. Just think of me as the Sarah Palin of polar bear fuckers…
mikey