Egg whisking link -
http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A3813969
I have no personal opinion on whipping eggs. For scrambled eggs, I use a fork and don't go berserk, just because I don't feel the need to go berserk with it. What I personally care about is breaking up the egg white so I don't get floating islands thereof. Try, go ahead, try, asking for this in a cafe.
Answer - overcooked eggs every time. Better to keep quiet re adequate whisking and just gamble.
LittleK and Dag, you must post a picture of this guy. Please.
Dangit! I had meant to take pictures tonight, but didn't. It's over. We're cleaning up now (well, I'm typing, not cleaning). I thought the evening was going well, I was even enjoying hanging with the more diffuse HM#3. And then it happened. He left and came back with an aussie floppy hat and a digeridoo. I let loose after some initial grumbling from the German wife of the only native Aussian here. She and I were the only to feel the whole concert was inappropriate (Dag was cleaning up the kitchen). The guys (Aussie, Portuguese and American) thought we were being ridiculous. I got all red-in-the-face and choked up......... ah well. There was some sort of consensus, but the guys decided it was ok anyway because there were no aboriginals around to see it. The one who wouldn't try it was the Aussie - and us women. I told HM#3 about the invirility, but he poo-pood that and told me I should play anyway. Nooooope!
The food was fanatastic if way too rich. He made a baccala casserol (for lack of a better word), a portuguese cake with a liquid filling and a salad (along with bread, cheese, olive appetizers).
yah, i waited it out in the kitchen. even from there i was cringing at the horrendous sounds that dreaded pipe was producing. i was most grateful that it was relatively shortlived. though any one second of that is one second too long.
I had to aplogize to HM#3 - I took the wind from his sails.
well, you shouldn't have to apologize. it was ridiculous from the get-go.
Kadaicha men lead avenging expeditions involving pointing the bone. The victim is stunned or speared and magical operations are performed on him. The bone is magically projected into the victim's body. Blood or the soul is withdrawn from the body along a magic cord (as in "psychic surgery").
"pointing the bone"? I think i don't want to know any more than that. it's enough that #3 prances around in his boyshorts every morning, we don't need him to point the bone anywhere...
though, hahaha, he was fully dressed yesterday. reason? The Aussie at dinner last night was for some reason talking about an ex- roommate of his that they called Underpants, because he was always prancing around in his tigtie wighties.... and then we all made fun of male underwear in general. well this morning Mr. Boyshorts turned up into the kitchen in jeans. ahaha.
Well, there's your problem. His brain only registers a notion if it comes from a man. No respect for women.
Beat the **** out of him, dag.
I think that he gets the point when it's sharp enough to embarrass him.
Oh lordy. As if the digie party wasn't bad enough, now he's talking about how to 'host a slide show party' - because everyone knows how much fun it is to look at other people's slides!
I actually said these words to him, moments ago; "Well I guess you're just **** out of luck, then, eh?"
haha, how did that come into conversation?
so he's home now, ay?
YES! WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!
Yeah, so, I bought clippers today.
Oooookaaaaayyyy.....?
Yeah, I think I won't risk my stuff with your electricity.
Ummhmm.
So, everywhere else in the world is 50 hertz and here it's 60 hertz (whatever the numbers and units are). So, I think I sort of shouldn't risk it you see?
Rightie-o!
The only thing is that I want to host a slide party.
<eek!>
But, there's really no good place for it in the apartment. There's no sort of white walls here. Some people buy screens, but that seems a bit-.
ok
Yeah, so, <shtuck>, I think I could buy a slide projector.
<sigh>
But, then I'd only have it for a year.
and what about this big honking adapter my kind b-in-l let you borrow?
But, you see, that only converts (electrical unit) and not (electrical unit).
Well, I guess you're just **** out of luck, then!
So, maybe I'll buy a scanner......... (etc)
And, while I was typing this riveting dialogue, he asked where he could put his clippers in the bathroom. I told him to put them on the shelf with the plastic bag. He looked for a minute and said that wouldn't work. Er, why the fupp not? So, this 14" square shelf is just to be used for his plastic bag..........
AND AND AND....... I went to cook my frozen pizza for dinner (already pretty late) and the oven started smoking cream/potato/saltcod smoke. Did I do that? Um, whaddya think? Should we clean it? I'll just turn on the self cleaning oven function and we'll burn it to a crisp. Won't it be harder to clean that way? Probably. But, it'll be faster than cleaning it and I assume you don't want to stop eating and clean it this minute, right?
littlek, you are apparently paying for the sins of your past.
Holy sh!t - I must be! I know I wasn't the best roomie in my early adult years.
i was gonna go home 40 minutes ago, but then you posted that he's home, haha.
on my way, really. i have work to do, but i could sorta do it while watching a movie, sipping g&t or whatnot.
i effin do not have words for either him or his stupid oily fish that smells exactly the way my towels, curtains, and everything else smells at this point.
<sigh>
Movie sounds good if you get here soon.
That's for sure!
