Q 'n' A per se.

[bobsgirl]

I know for a fact that you are too young to have worn a poodle skirt when they were the height of fashion, so you're excused for hanging on to an antique as long as you did.

Still wearing penny loafers here. With tassels, even.

Okay, well, how about go-go boots then? I have a pair of white patent leather go-go boots that I used to wear with orange fishnet thigh-highs.

Hubba hubba.

 

[EJFan]

Okay, well, how about go-go boots then? I have a pair of white patent leather go-go boots that I used to wear with orange fishnet thigh-highs.

Hubba hubba.

OH!

you were that girl on "laugh in" right? i remember you!

 

[silverwhisper]

am i alone in being scared at how relatively quickly this thread has hit 1200+ posts?

ed

 

[midwestyankee]

Would anyone eat one of these? (I know mwy would)

Krispy Kreme Doughnut-Bacon Cheddar Cheeseburger

Thanks to the folks in the AH for providing the link.

Sorry to have to contradict you, but no I would not eat one of these. A single serving of such a thing would break my annual budget for fat intake.

 

[midwestyankee]

Okay, well, how about go-go boots then? I have a pair of white patent leather go-go boots that I used to wear with orange fishnet thigh-highs.

Hubba hubba.

The go-go boots are a superb fit, bg. That "hubba hubba," on the other hand, goes back to when Scott Fitzgerald was bribing the waiters in Hollywood to bring him a tumbler of gin on ice instead of ice water.

 

[Guest]

 

[Guest]

 

[midwestyankee]

I wonder how long it would take the average person to digest one of those.

My guess is that it would take until about ten minutes after he gets to the undertaker's basement.

 

[midwestyankee]

Scaly's link to the Krispy Kreme death-meal prompts me to ask:

What is the single most decadent food or meal you have ever had?


My own answer will follow after a few others have posted.

 

[EJFan]

Scaly's link to the Krispy Kreme death-meal prompts me to ask:

What is the single most decadent food or meal you have ever had?


My own answer will follow after a few others have posted.

i'm not sure how i should interpret "decadent" here but the most pigging out i've done was while in college in two regular venues...

first, we'd often go to the local chinese buffet on sunday afternoons and sit there for three hours or so. eat, rest... eat, rest...

second, as the manager of our student union i was always swooping down on vacated catered events and eating up (or taking home) all the leftovers.

as far as fancy meals made to fulfill every epicuran's dreams... i don't do that.

 

[Quoll]

Not so sure about decadent, but a chocolate and banana jaffle is pretty high on my list, although just the banana and chcolate cooked in the coals of a campfire is the pinnacle of this little treat.
Jaffle

 

[Guest]

 

[silverwhisper]

midwestyankee queried
what is the single most decadent food or meal you have ever had?

this is a copy of a post i wrote on another forum. this event was in 2004.



so my wife had a lot of trouble figuring out where she wanted to take me for dinner to celebrate my birthday. there are a number of places she could have chosen, and as foodies, we were usually eager to check out restaurants that sounded interesting. one in particular always caught our attention: rat’s. named for a character from the wind in the willows, rat’s is located in grounds for sculpture, a park-as-gallery which displays artists’ work outdoors. located on an enormous plot of land, a number of the larger sculptures recreate scenes from well-known paintings. my art history-fu, however, is somewhat weak, so you’ll have to excuse me if i don’t try to describe it here. anyway, we’ve known of rat’s for some time and it’s actually very close to our home and the train station. however, we’ve been unable to rationalize the cost—when a restaurant routinely offers more than one dish that features the use of truffles, well, it gets a little pricy.

my wife was having great difficulty getting a reservation and in a fit of frustration, suggested that she pick me up from the train station friday night and we go directly to dinner. i remember asking her if we had far to go from the station. she said no, and that got my curiosity going: it’s hard to think of many restaurants she’d want to go to for an occasion where it would be hard to get reservations. normally when we go out for dinner, we usually prefer a more relaxed dining environment. i mentioned that i had a suspicion about where we were going for dinner, but preferred to wait until friday night to see if i was right. besides, she likes surprising me.

anyway, so as my train pulled into the station 10 minutes behind schedule, i got a call on my mobile. it was my wife, trying not to sound too anxious but wondering where the heck i was. that was kinda funny, but since the reservations were for 7:15 and it was already 10 of, that made her a bit nervous.

when i got into the car, it was nice to smell the perfume that i got her a few years back. we’re probably one of a handful of couples on the planet that wear matching scents—we both wear armani. after giving her the appropriate and deeply-felt greeting (a kiss, you pervs!), she asked me where i suspected we were going, so i told her: rat’s. she proceeded to give to me a set of directions there. it took no more than 5 minutes.

now, i’ve spent the past several years educating my palate to the greatest extent possible. i have sampled the tasting menu at the chef’s table of a fantastic restaurant in philly—i wrote of that experience previously [on another forum i frequent]. i’ve eaten at the commander’s palace, the new orleans institution that first gave paul prudhomme, then emeril lagasse their starts. and i am a fanatical food network watcher*. as a result of all of this, i normally like to think that my culinary vocabulary is pretty well-developed; my taste buds, relatively sensitive.

you know when in the empire strikes back, luke tells yoda that he’s learned so much, and the jedi master retorts, “you must unlearn”? as i began to survey the menu, i once again was reminded that no matter what i thought i knew, i am but a dilettante, a dabbler, a novice. it was the same feeling i had the one glorious new year’s eve that my wife & i spent at the hilton at short hills (the only 4 star restaurant in new jersey, at the time anyway), the evening in the commander’s palace, and that night in philly 2 years ago. it was both humbling and mind-expanding. i’m sitting on the train into new york, trying to find the words to express it and ultimately, i really don’t know if there are any. it was 60 hours ago, and i still feel slightly giddy.

but i digress. rat’s does have a tasting menu, and while i would have liked to sample it, there is such a thing as sensory overload. i needed to be careful.

my wife, of course, had spent the entire week reviewing the menu online, carefully weighing her options. she chose a selection of sausages and meats that re-defined sinful, and a lobster entrée—poached in white wine, some consommé and truffles.

*an episode of food network’s the best of that aired some time a while back featured rat’s.

ed

 

[midwestyankee]

this is a copy of a post i wrote on another forum. this event was in 2004.



so my wife had a lot of trouble figuring out where she wanted to take me for dinner to celebrate my birthday. there are a number of places she could have chosen, and as foodies, we were usually eager to check out restaurants that sounded interesting. one in particular always caught our attention: rat’s. named for a character from the wind in the willows, rat’s is located in grounds for sculpture, a park-as-gallery which displays artists’ work outdoors. located on an enormous plot of land, a number of the larger sculptures recreate scenes from well-known paintings. my art history-fu, however, is somewhat weak, so you’ll have to excuse me if i don’t try to describe it here. anyway, we’ve known of rat’s for some time and it’s actually very close to our home and the train station. however, we’ve been unable to rationalize the cost—when a restaurant routinely offers more than one dish that features the use of truffles, well, it gets a little pricy.

my wife was having great difficulty getting a reservation and in a fit of frustration, suggested that she pick me up from the train station friday night and we go directly to dinner. i remember asking her if we had far to go from the station. she said no, and that got my curiosity going: it’s hard to think of many restaurants she’d want to go to for an occasion where it would be hard to get reservations. normally when we go out for dinner, we usually prefer a more relaxed dining environment. i mentioned that i had a suspicion about where we were going for dinner, but preferred to wait until friday night to see if i was right. besides, she likes surprising me.

anyway, so as my train pulled into the station 10 minutes behind schedule, i got a call on my mobile. it was my wife, trying not to sound too anxious but wondering where the heck i was. that was kinda funny, but since the reservations were for 7:15 and it was already 10 of, that made her a bit nervous.

when i got into the car, it was nice to smell the perfume that i got her a few years back. we’re probably one of a handful of couples on the planet that wear matching scents—we both wear armani. after giving her the appropriate and deeply-felt greeting (a kiss, you pervs!), she asked me where i suspected we were going, so i told her: rat’s. she proceeded to give to me a set of directions there. it took no more than 5 minutes.

now, i’ve spent the past several years educating my palate to the greatest extent possible. i have sampled the tasting menu at the chef’s table of a fantastic restaurant in philly—i wrote of that experience previously [on another forum i frequent]. i’ve eaten at the commander’s palace, the new orleans institution that first gave paul prudhomme, then emeril lagasse their starts. and i am a fanatical food network watcher*. as a result of all of this, i normally like to think that my culinary vocabulary is pretty well-developed; my taste buds, relatively sensitive.

you know when in the empire strikes back, luke tells yoda that he’s learned so much, and the jedi master retorts, “you must unlearn”? as i began to survey the menu, i once again was reminded that no matter what i thought i knew, i am but a dilettante, a dabbler, a novice. it was the same feeling i had the one glorious new year’s eve that my wife & i spent at the hilton at short hills (the only 4 star restaurant in new jersey, at the time anyway), the evening in the commander’s palace, and that night in philly 2 years ago. it was both humbling and mind-expanding. i’m sitting on the train into new york, trying to find the words to express it and ultimately, i really don’t know if there are any. it was 60 hours ago, and i still feel slightly giddy.

but i digress. rat’s does have a tasting menu, and while i would have liked to sample it, there is such a thing as sensory overload. i needed to be careful.

my wife, of course, had spent the entire week reviewing the menu online, carefully weighing her options. she chose a selection of sausages and meats that re-defined sinful, and a lobster entrée—poached in white wine, some consommé and truffles.

*an episode of food network’s the best of that aired some time a while back featured rat’s.

ed

Sounds like a great experience - but what did you eat?

 

[silverwhisper]

i also selected the lobster, but don't recall what appetizer i had any longer. it was however unspeakably, sweat-drippingly, unconsciousness-inducingly amazing. i wanna say it was something like a selection of sashimi. at a french/italian restaurant.

excuse me, i think i need to go have a smoke...

ed

 

[midwestyankee]

Okay, time to begin answering my own question.

Without a doubt, the single most decadent meal I ever had was at Le Français when it was run by Jean Banchet (people born that year have voted in at least two presidential elections, btw). The highlight of my meal was my appetizer: a slice of salmon en croute. This was a slab of salmon that was stuffed with a lobster mousse, baked in an incredibly light pastry shell, and then served with a clear aspic glaze. I think that I had a trio of grilled game meats after that but I don't recall any longer.

Another dish that belongs on the list is the Lobster Savannah from Locke-Ober in Boston. This is baked stuffed lobster at its finest and I enjoyed every bite.

For sheer gustatory balls, it's hard to beat a meal at an Argentinian restaurant where they serve as many as 17 courses of grilled meat served on skewers. The closest I ever came to falling asleep when meeting with a client was after an 11-course "lunch" at an Argentinian restaurant in Denver.

Another ballsy meal was the Burger Brion from the Come Back Inn near Chicago: a full pound of ground sirloin on a massive bun served with orgasmic fresh-cut french fries. This from my days as a graduate student. I'd have to have a cardiologist sitting next to me if I tried one of these little delicacies these days. Sadly, the CBI is now closed.

Dessert, you see, is another story altogether. While I can't say that I have had the Mile-High Ice Cream Pie from the Commander's Palace, I can lay claim to having once eaten a Matterhorn at Baskin-Robbins (that was 7 scoops of ice cream plus three bananas, strawberries, pineapple, chocolate sauce, whipped cream, nuts, and a cherry). The Cheesecake Factory makes some humongous cakes and I have had my share of seven-layer chocolate cakes there.

 

[Quoll]

Roll call, who's here?
23 viewing so come on, step forward.

 

[pleasteasme]

What is the single most decadent food or meal you have ever had?

I have never eaten anything I would label as "decadent."

The singularly BEST meal I have ever had was an herb baked pork prime rib with garlic mashed potatoes and the most amazing maple gravy.

*drool*

 

[cymbline]

Let's get back on task, shall we?

Q for all: are you influenced by trends in fashion (thinking clothing here)?

No not at all. I am the women in the fashion mags that have the black bar covering her face. I will wear brown shoes with black pants and my socks sometimes don't match....each other. That is a BIG fauxpas accourding to my girlfriends...well they say that is "just wrong".

 

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[EJFan]

my wife does the socks-mismatched thing too. I've seen her wear two different colors, two colors almost the same but not, or even the combination of a regular height sock and an ankle sock at the same time. Sometimes she even has the heel on the top of her foot! That would drive me insane....my socks have to be perfectly matched, with heel in the proper spot.

what are these strange "sock" devices of which you speak?

 

[Guest]

 

[cymbline]

How good is your memory? Do you find that as you get older your memory starts to fade? Can’t remember things like you use to. Do you use any little tricks to help you remember things?

 

[Quoll]

How good is your memory? Do you find that as you get older your memory starts to fade? Can’t remember things like you use to. Do you use any little tricks to help you remember things?

Why yes I do, and I have a few little tricks I use, one that I use a lot is... my it's dark out tonight isn't it.

 

[wicked woman]

How good is your memory? Do you find that as you get older your memory starts to fade? Can’t remember things like you use to. Do you use any little tricks to help you remember things?

Yes it is. I often say I've got a mind like a sieve...though it's not quite accurate. My trick is simple. If I have to remember it, it gets written down. If it's something I need to do, it gets written down with reminders in Outlook.