What is in your cup?

[VydorScope]

Originally Posted by dreams

And now another fresh cup of hot chocolate. I am out of M&M's and will have to go for some chocolate cream pie.

You have to make such hard sacrifices! LOL


Back to good old black silk in my cup..

[orlok]

Originally Posted by Stitchawl

Oops! Sorry, Orlok. I guess stuff like that just isn't able to pass through the time/warp continuum without getting garbled. We'll have to figure out another way for getting information back from the future...

Try this.

Originally Posted by VydorScope

Thats okay, I think we should be more concerned with the December 21 2012 date anyways...

Good point. Still, it would be nice to go out rich...

Coffee in my mug. Bacon sandwiches on the way .

[VydorScope]

Originally Posted by orlok

Try this.
.

Dunno I think THIS would work better.

[Stitchawl]

Originally Posted by VydorScope

Thats okay, I think we should be more concerned with the December 21 2012 date anyways...

No worries, mate! Although the Mayans say it marks the end of the world, in fact, the world ended quite some time ago. We have been in the 'wind-down' stages for the last 2000-3000 years, and it will take another few thousand or more to reach full stop.

The Hindus call it 'Kali-Yuga,' the Hopi Indians call it Koyaanisqatsi, Brother John calls it 'The End of the World' and shouts at us from street corners. The Mayans haven't cornered the market. We're just interpreting them incorrectly. Kali-Yuga began three-four thousand years ago, some even give the date figured as January 18, 3102 and is predicted to last 432,000 years. The Mayans only picked that day because they ran out of room on their rock calendar...
We have time for another glass of Bombay Sapphire.


Stitchawl

[beppe]

Glasses were filled and emptied.
With the Sunday apero, BigGirl had a triple sidecar, LittleGirl a nocaffein coke and yours truly a virtuous Bloody Mary (without the real stuff, but with all the trimmings, lemon juice, celery salt, Worcester sauce and a dash of tabasco: a choice). There were small pizzas, cucumber pieces with salt and curry (LG is getting accustomed to the flavor and that is a great improvement), big new sweet green olives and round Swedish water crackers with dollops of red fish eggs over a smear of fresh ricotta, plus macadamia and acajou. Big Girl, like all Parisian expatriate, adores peanuts, but I just do not buy them. Why? they are killers. She eats them by the handful. No good.

I also made a pearled barley-otto that came out deliciously wavy and creamy. Butter, onion and parmesan cheese. That's when the Gewurtz Traminer of yesterday came to my help. Ice cold and satisfying. There were two glasses left, small but all mine. Ah. And again, ah.

I finished with a tiny shot of Linie, that Norwegian schnapps that has crossed twice the Equator and that now is finally finding its place, destination and purpose in me. Maybe I'll have an other one. Outside is grayish and coldish. But not inside.

[CRussel]

Friends over for dinner last night -- I did a pan-seared Ling Cod with rice pilaf that came out quite well. With a New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc that was a perfect fit.

Finished up the evening with Bowmore 18yr. Perfect.

(And, before anyone gets excited, they WALKED home.)

[ProfCrash]

Peanuts are yummy and make for a great snack. Not the best for you but ohhhh so good.

OJ and banana bread for breakfast today.

Hubby and I won our first mixed doubles match in league play last night. It is fun playing with him and he is starting to learn that he does not need to be so protective on the court. He is playing loser and allowing me to play my game. It works so much better that way.

beppe that sounds like quite the spread.

I have to say that I am not worried about the end of the world, if it happens it happens. My only questions is will the Harry Potter e-books have been released for sale. I am leaning towards no. (winks)

[astra]

Originally Posted by Stitchawl

Although the Mayans say it marks the end of the world, in fact, the world ended quite some time ago.

An Obituary printed in the London Times

Spoiler:

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.

No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

If you still remember him, pass this on.

If not, join the majority and do nothing.

[astra]

The tea I drank yesterday, Yunnan Yunnan Noir (China Tea (Yunnan) Co., Ltd.) purchased in a Polish shop was ...meh. Surprisingly enough it was drinkable! I will give it another chance but suspect that the rest of it, worth 98 pence, will go to the rubbish bin.

I finished Ahmad English Breakfast yesterday and started to drink Bond Street's English Breakfast. The tea is OK. It could be drunk on its own or as a breakfast tea. The latter in my case is preferable. It certainly has more flavour than either Taylors of Harrogate's Yorkshire or Yorkshire Gold teas.

I finished today the last of Single Estate Assam from Fortnum and Mason.
It left me with two Assam blends from F&M (Assam Superb Tea; Assam Tippy Golden Flowery Orange Pekoe Tea) and The First Estate Assam from The East India Co.
I opened up Assam Tippy Golden Flowery Orange Pekoe Tea today. Two cups so far and I am unimpressed. First estate Assam teas were better, including those from other shops. I think if doesn't do as Assam, it will be assigned another role, as a Breakfast tea.



I am going to eat a pomegranate then another cuppa. Dunno which tea yet

[CWatkinsNash]

Coffee.

[astra]

Originally Posted by astra

Yunnan

Just steeped this one.
We will see

[beppe]

We just shared one of the Xmas beers that I got the other day.
This one is a raw unpasteurized blond, brewed 10 kms from here, in an outfit that must be not so small if it distributes its products with a big chain.

Not bad. But not good enough to share an other one. Too strong for its taste, though. For what they charge they could make it better. Beer is so difficult, although it goes down so easily. So I am having a coke and Venezuela ron, just to wash it down. Much better. Girls have the usual Sunday night pizza. BigGirl with a Leffe, that although it costs one third of the one that we just had, is definitively better. I will delight myself with steamed kale, chopped fine and tastefully dressed. Ah ah. A tin of some innocent fish, mackerel probably. They might toss a slice of two of pizza in my direction, the girls. Why not, I feed them and entertain them, day in and day out. The only thing that I ask is that the little one did not jump up and down the chair while we eat and that the big one did not say what is this s... when I put her dish in front of her. She risks that I put her dish on her head, reversed. That would be funny. A whole bowl of steaming spaghetti on her head, like a red octopus. I could mill some fresh pepper on it, and sprinkle some Parmesan. Did I see that in a movie? Run, Beppe run.

[VydorScope]

Originally Posted by Stitchawl

No worries, mate! Although the Mayans say it marks the end of the world,
Stitchawl

Actually they dont, they marked it as a time of change. A sort of reboot of reality, and not the first one we have had. Its modern marketing that changed it in to the end of the world... not the calendar makers.


Egg Nog'ing it today...

[CWatkinsNash]

Coke, with ice.

(Sorry, emotionally drained, not feeling conversational. But I am following along! )

[dreams]

Originally Posted by ProfCrash

<snip>OJ and banana bread for breakfast today.<snip>

Yum, banana bread. I may have to make some.

Originally Posted by astra

An Obituary printed in the London Times

Spoiler:

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.

No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

If you still remember him, pass this on.

If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Love it, thank you, astra.

Morning coffee in my cup.