The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

just here to give you some sympathy/encouragement... sending healing energy your way!
Thanks. I go tomorrow to get the staples out. I feel as if the days when I had severe muscle cramps put me back a little, but we'll see what the doc has to say.
 
I just took a trip to the Foreign Food Aisle at the local Wynn Dixie and I found something from the bizarre frozen north
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@TarnishedPenny and her fellow Canadians know the answer to the timeless question "How Do You Like Your Coffee?" (Besides 'Timmies!')

Then I found this. Maybe @Rustyoznail can tell us what it is. It must be good because Australia believes it's the Greatest Of All Time

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I just took a trip to the Foreign Food Aisle at the local Wynn Dixie and I found something from the bizarre frozen north
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@TarnishedPenny and her fellow Canadians know the answer to the timeless question "How Do You Like Your Coffee?" (Besides 'Timmies!')

Then I found this. Maybe @Rustyoznail can tell us what it is. It must be good because Australia believes it's the Greatest Of All Time

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That's not Australian, not by a long shot. There are so many reasons why not. Spelling wrong, twice, the weight is shown in pounds, dates shown in the wrong sequence. FFS!

That's some bozo in Florida trying to pass off some locally slaughtered offal as Australian meat. Try a bit harder, clown!
 
I'm listening to Metallica to get into Zelda's head while my grandson instructs his dad on what's for breakfast. The sun is rising over my right shoulder. It's all a little disparate.
 
@NotWise - Every day that passes is one day closer to never seeing another one so I'll never get tired of seeing a sunrise:nana:

The coffee pot is hot and full. The teapot is warmed and ready to go. There are soft-baked chocolate chip cookies (mmm ... chocolate ...) on the counter, hot and fresh out of the oven.

I'll be over in the corner getting more excited as my story comes together. I am so glad I slogged through that rough patch and didn't give up. I figure another two weeks to finish the story and another two weeks to edit it. Then I can put it aside and start on something new.
 
That's some bozo in Florida trying to pass off some locally slaughtered offal as Australian meat. Try a bit harder, clown!
... and in local news, A Florida man was arrested and charged with mislabeling processed kangaroo meat. When asked why he labeled it GOAT he replied, "So it would sell in Alabama." Investigators said that it wasn't bad with a little Sweet Baby Ray's barbeque sauce.
 
There's a lot of problems with this story,
One picture appeared to show the dog’s oversized ears poking above some paddock stubble.
A dachshund's ears don't poke above ANYTHING except maybe the rim of their food dish.
After 529 days on the run, Australia’s favourite fugitive has been caught at last.
The average dachshund can run about 100 meters then lay down for a 12 hour nap.
Rescue volunteers used surveillance, traps and lures to try to find Valerie.
Next time, try a squeaky toy. Dachshunds are genetically programmed to attack badgers and that squeaker sewn inside a stuffed toy
 
... and in local news, A Florida man was arrested and charged with mislabeling processed kangaroo meat. When asked why he labeled it GOAT he replied, "So it would sell in Alabama." Investigators said that it wasn't bad with a little Sweet Baby Ray's barbeque sauce.
anywhere there are many folks from Mexico, Central or South America living in the USA goat is usually readily available, if only from one's back yard.
 
anywhere there are many folks from Mexico, Central or South America living in the USA goat is usually readily available, if only from one's back yard.
I had goat once, in Turkey, it was pretty good, they made it in a dish called Tava. I was just shocked that a bizarre grocery store on the edge of Jacksonville was importing goat from Australia, or as they call it in Duval County "Austrilia"
 
anywhere there are many folks from Mexico, Central or South America living in the USA goat is usually readily available, if only from one's back yard.
I gave my office desks to my son-in-laws Dad. He's the pastor for a small congregation south of here, and he found people in the congregation who could use the tables. One of them is now being used to butcher goats.

Just got back home. The cats are having serious jealousy issues over who gets attention, and how much.
 
I had goat once, in Turkey, it was pretty good, they made it in a dish called Tava. I was just shocked that a bizarre grocery store on the edge of Jacksonville was importing goat from Australia, or as they call it in Duval County "Austrilia"

Clearly, they are expert in butchering the language, too.
 
The most exotic thing I've ever eaten was venison. I don't know about goat (unless it tastes like chicken).

There's a fresh pot of coffee going and the teapot is whistling a happy tune. There are fresh-out-of-the-oven apple turnovers on the counter. UPS has notified me that the cappuccino machine will be here tomorrow.

I'll be over in the corner working away on my story. It is nearing the point where I can safely say that it is done and editing can begin. Oh, happy day ...
 
I'll be over in the corner working away on my story. It is nearing the point where I can safely say that it is done and editing can begin. Oh, happy day ...
Be careful there. I never call a story "done" until after it's edited, because shit happens, you know.
 
apple turnovers sound good to me, Candy! with my Black Rifle CC coffee...
 
The wedding was interesting, but I was reminded of the line in My Sister's Wedding, delivered by the bride's maid: "It's a wedding. If you take away all the bows and flowers, and the fancy clothes, then it's all about sex."

It was the first time I'd met any of the groom's family other than his brother. Relationships in that family seem very complicated. In our family (either side) if you don't like someone then you don't deal with them. In his family they seem obliged to put up with each other even when they don't like each other, and that lent a lot of tension to the whole affair.
 
I just took a trip to the Foreign Food Aisle at the local Wynn Dixie and I found something from the bizarre frozen north
View attachment 2533055
@TarnishedPenny and her fellow Canadians know the answer to the timeless question "How Do You Like Your Coffee?" (Besides 'Timmies!')

Then I found this. Maybe @Rustyoznail can tell us what it is. It must be good because Australia believes it's the Greatest Of All Time

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The country is locally known as 'Straya or even 'Striya. We have about 3 million Feral goats. They are not farmed but Hunters cull them for dog and cat food with some exported as whole frozen carcasses for human consumption .The biggest market is the USA followed by the Middle East.

East Asia and the EU generally will not import feral meat because it cannot meet their food traceability and hygiene/additive requirements. The USA has more modest standards. The Belgians and Germans, however are quite happy to get their teeth into our feral horse meat.

Camel meat tastes ok but is difficult to get because they live in deserts away from transport. Fun fact, Australia is the only country in the world with over 1 million camels running free. 'Roos taste like venison - pretty good.
 
We had a few hours to kill in Chicago yesterday. One of my sons in law is a fan of furniture design. One of his own pieces was the subject of a short article in Fine Woodworking last year. So he took us to a couple places downtown where he had specific interests. The first was just a ritzy furniture store on Fulton. The second was something I've never seen before.

The store was in the Gold Coast neighborhood and featured five stories of displays built around a high-end restaurant. Everything was style. Even the housekeepers were dressed up -- black uniforms in their case, with color-coordinated feather dusters. My wife stopped me at one point and pointed out a young man lounging on a sofa like he was part of the display. She asked, "Do you suppose they pay him to just lay around looking cool?" I saw him before we went in with a woman and a stroller, so I doubted it, but it seems like something they might do if people didn't come in and do it for them.

All of the displays were very homogeneous. Fabrics was all in cream and brown, and wood was ebonized or in natural wood. One table was Italian travertine. Even the displays of optional colors were homogeneous, with only a slight variation from the cream to brown toward gray. There was also little variation in the designs. Rectangular was the over-arching theme. The cushions varied a little, but almost everything was firm. There were no recliners. Chandeliers were everywhere, and they were butt-ugly (IMHO).

It didn't take very long for me to think we'd already seen everything, so I watched people instead. It's one of my favorite things to do, and it's usually more enjoyable when they're gorgeous, which they were.
 
All those "exotic" meats sound interesting, but I have to pass because of alpha-gal. Pain in the butt, or, rather, gut, if I eat any sort of mammal meat. I tested it yesterday with a hamburger, and was suffering all evening.

NW, now I feel bad that C and I can't visit Chicago. All that sounds neat, and sister's in-laws are in Evanston. It's a direct train ride from where we are, but far enough to make it an overnighter. Dog doesn't do well with boarding.

We're between storms right now, and I ferry C to a doctor's appointment in an hour. Local doctors she can drive to by herself, but this one is a half-hour away on roads she does not feel comfortable with. Truthfully... she would be a danger to herself and others. She's become a "white-knuckler", and her 40-45 on two-lane country highways would cause a lot of surprised avoidance maneuvers by the other drivers. So I drive and lounge in the waiting room, and we go to a nice restaurant after. Worth not having to worry about 'er.

Sports story is coming along. Tournament has started. It's an informal and relatively intimate gathering, and the MMC (a former coach) is giving the players a difficult time over their mistakes. They respect him for it.
 
@ItsJustMeApathy - Mom will always be your biggest fan.

It's a beautiful morning but you'll have to pardon the noise as the new cappuccino machine is being installed. I still have the regular coffee machine going and there's a fresh pot ready for everyone who wants it. The teapot is hot and there are fresh cheese danish on the counter along with some blueberry muffins fresh out of the oven.

I'll be over in the corner trying to write despite the noise and activity. My story is proceeding apace and I'm looking forward to starting on the next one soon.
 
Thanks Candy. I might actually have an Earl Grey and a muffin.

I've been looking at the calendar and can't come up with a story for any of the events. Doesn't help that work is a pain, and the pup's not helping with ideas.

Ah well.
 
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