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Post by mikegarrison on Feb 18, 2020 19:23:40 GMT -5
I've made ice cream on my own x times, where 20<x<50. The clean-up is a problem. So, I stopped making my own. I have this machine I call a "dishwasher".
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Post by Wolfgang on Feb 24, 2020 20:16:03 GMT -5
I'm now baking sourdough bread. It's for the humans in our household but our doggy will end up eating 80% of it.
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Post by mln59 on Feb 24, 2020 20:59:06 GMT -5
I'm now baking sourdough bread. It's for the humans in our household but our doggy will end up eating 80% of it. i would also like some sourdough bread
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Post by mikegarrison on Feb 24, 2020 21:27:01 GMT -5
I plan to make some pao de queijo today.
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Post by mikegarrison on Feb 24, 2020 23:22:35 GMT -5
I plan to make some pao de queijo today. Too tired to do this, actually. (I'm home sick.) I did some of the prep, though. I guess tomorrow.
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Post by Wolfgang on Feb 25, 2020 0:14:50 GMT -5
I hope we can't catch the coronavirus from mikey via the Internets.
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Post by mikegarrison on Feb 25, 2020 4:32:35 GMT -5
I'm not sure what I have, but it's likely pneumonia. It's starting to be time to go to the doctor.
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Post by Wolfgang on Feb 25, 2020 16:13:54 GMT -5
The consequence of randomness. One summer day in 2019, I ran 5 miles under the brutal sun, followed by some calisthenics for strength and flexibility (or range of motion). Very strenuous. So strenuous that I was mad hungry when it was over. I had originally planned to drive home for lunch as I had some leftovers. But at a stopped red light intersection, I noticed some guys eating on picnic benches. All of them were eating from relatively large tin foil plates of Indian food. (There's something about large tin foil lunch plates.) I zoomed into the parking lot and walked toward them where, after inquiring about their lunch plates, they directed me to the nearby Indian diner. Ever since then, it has been my go-to diner whenever I'm in the area. Over the past few months, I've given them nearly $300 of business. And all because of the random chance of being super hungry, being stopped at that intersection, and noticing people eating Indian food on tin foil lunch plates.
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Post by mln59 on Feb 25, 2020 16:51:23 GMT -5
The consequence of randomness. One summer day in 2019, I ran 5 miles under the brutal sun, followed by some calisthenics for strength and flexibility (or range of motion). Very strenuous. So strenuous that I was mad hungry when it was over. I had originally planned to drive home for lunch as I had some leftovers. But at a stopped red light intersection, I noticed some guys eating on picnic benches. All of them were eating from relatively large tin foil plates of Indian food. (There's something about large tin foil lunch plates.) I zoomed into the parking lot and walked toward them where, after inquiring about their lunch plates, they directed me to the nearby Indian diner. Ever since then, it has been my go-to diner whenever I'm in the area. Over the past few months, I've given them nearly $300 of business. And all because of the random chance of being super hungry, being stopped at that intersection, and noticing people eating Indian food on tin foil lunch plates. the doggo and i are curious about the status of the sourdough bread
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Post by Wolfgang on Feb 25, 2020 16:59:40 GMT -5
The consequence of randomness. One summer day in 2019, I ran 5 miles under the brutal sun, followed by some calisthenics for strength and flexibility (or range of motion). Very strenuous. So strenuous that I was mad hungry when it was over. I had originally planned to drive home for lunch as I had some leftovers. But at a stopped red light intersection, I noticed some guys eating on picnic benches. All of them were eating from relatively large tin foil plates of Indian food. (There's something about large tin foil lunch plates.) I zoomed into the parking lot and walked toward them where, after inquiring about their lunch plates, they directed me to the nearby Indian diner. Ever since then, it has been my go-to diner whenever I'm in the area. Over the past few months, I've given them nearly $300 of business. And all because of the random chance of being super hungry, being stopped at that intersection, and noticing people eating Indian food on tin foil lunch plates. the doggo and i are curious about the status of the sourdough bread Yummy. I always add Caraway seeds to sourdough, which give it an extra flavor.
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Post by Wolfgang on Mar 12, 2020 12:58:35 GMT -5
I've been eating out the past few days. The coronavirus hasn't changed my life. Besides, I normally don't get too close to people and I practice good hygiene, unless I'm with my dog. Today, I'll be eating at In & Out.
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Post by Wolfgang on Apr 2, 2020 21:38:58 GMT -5
Spaghetti for dinner except that instead of spaghetti noodles, we're using spaghetti squash. Cut it in half. For each half, spread olive oil. Place them upside down on parchment paper on a pan. Throw them in the oven. Bake for 40 minutes at 375 F. The sauce, cooked separately with the Instant Pot: Tomatoes Onions Jalapeno peppers Ground turkey Celery
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Post by ironhammer on Apr 2, 2020 22:42:30 GMT -5
I have a sudden craving for...Beef Rendang. Anyone know how to make it? Cooking it right is not that easy, but it sure taste good:
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Post by ironhammer on Apr 8, 2020 22:16:01 GMT -5
So I am interested to know, what kind of food do you crave now that you are stuck in quarantine? Food that you liked but can't do at home and since restaurants are closed or only accept take outs, its harder to get (or can't buy the ingredients from your local grocery store)?
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Post by mikegarrison on Apr 8, 2020 22:18:26 GMT -5
So I am interested to know, what kind of food do you crave now that you are stuck in quarantine? Food that you liked, but can't do at home (or can't buy the ingredients from your local grocery store)? Pizza is about the only thing I regularly bought that I didn't cook for myself. (And yes, I have made pizza at home, but it's so much easier to buy from a place where they specialize in it.) My dad and I do have a tradition of going to Chinatown for dinner before Mariners games, so I probably would have had some Chinese dinners if baseball had started on time.
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