This has been said before at various times but I think it bears repeating. You really all are a pretty marvellous bunch, you know. I've been looking at some other boards, which I won't name, with page after page of bile and where the nearest thing to discussion is name-calling that would put a primary school playground to shame. I have better things to do with my time. So once again thanks to our great Chief Wordsmith and to everyone who makes this the marvellous place it is, i.e., the AWADers one and all.
Bingley
Bingley, you are such a sweetheart. Thanks very much for the nice post. I agree with you. I think the people (ayleurs
) make this place marvelous. I look forward to looking in every day, even if I don't have much to say, or have no answers at the ready. I learn new things and I laugh a lot. It is a pleasure.
Yes indeed, bel, Bingley is a sweetheart, as well as our
language expert-in-residence! (Nod to Nicholas the absent, however.)
I was just thinking earlier how very much I have learned, in
so many unexpected ways, thanks to you fine folks. And the
laughter! Ohmigawd! Stomach-aching! Oh, I am SO grateful to Anu (whether he actually exists in that form or not--
perhaps he's really an angel!) for enabling me to get to know all you wonderful people! Love, love, love!
When I am rich (either by winning the lottery or, better, by earning my worth) I would like to host a dinner party: for all of you... Plane fare will be included in your invitations.
I would like to host a dinner party: for all of you... Plane fare will be included in your invitations.Ooh, thanks, Dear, I can't wait! Actually, you and I don't live that far apart--we really ought to get together some time. If Jo can invite shanks out for a curry, the least I
could do is offer to treat you to a slice of Derby pie!
Plane fare will be included in your invitations.
At my age, height and girth, I prefer to fly first class. Is the deal still on?
Jackie, thanks for the Derby offer. Meanwhile, I fully expect you to co-host the event (at NYC's Plaza Hotel?)
Father, but of course. noblesse oblige
I fully expect you to co-host the event
Done! But if it's in NYC, it'll have to be without me.
We could have it at Freedom Hall here...oh! I know!
The Spring Meet at Churchill Downs! Not Derby Day, though--all you'd see would be people. I can tell you're going to
be very rich indeed, but even all that money couldn't buy
boxes for the Derby--they simply don't come up for sale.
Derby Pie
OK, I'll bite. What is Derby Pie?
Derby Pie is a copyrighted trademark of the restaurant here in Louisville that created it. The pie is a very rich,
caramel-y custard, with a layer of chocolate in it.
Oh Jackie, don't be afraid of the big apple-- I'll let you stay at my place-- then after a day of excitement, you can retreat to a place where the crickets will sing you to sleep-- but if i invite you, well, i'll everyone-- we'll follow up our fancy dinner with a cookout under the stars-- I'll put the boom box in the gazebo, and light all the candles and lanterns-- What do you say-- do we go with a keg and have the beer on tap? but are then limited to one kind or make it a BYOBeer party-- and have a selection?
I've got a queen size futon on a frame in basement-- and another futon with out a frame-- and then there is the queen sizes sofa bed in the living room, and a double bed in the guest bedroom-- and if pushed, a single loft bed! (You can all sort out sleeping arrangements-- but the hostest gets her own room and her own bed-- she becomes cranky and irritable with out a good nights sleep!) but anyone can bring a tent, or sleeping bag, and pitch a tent in the yard-- or sleep in the gazebo (but with a concrete floor, the ground is most likely softer...) This presumes that after the party it will be late to get back to anywhere--and everywhere in NY is so expensive! (hotel rooms off season run $250 to $300 + 17% tax!-- there are some small hotels cheaper--only $125 to $150 -- but who would think to put onlynext to $150?)
Not that I'de mind if we did it in Kentucky-- It a beauful state i here tell, and Faldage is in NY, we could meet up somewhere and split the driving-- maybe even have WOW come down from Maine and have the three of us in one car -- more drivers..
You'll do a cook out? and we can have some potluck? We'll all bring the food and refreshments-- and you provide the Derby pie? and yes, do tell is it like chess pie? or something else?
Derby Pie is a copyrighted trademark of the restaurant here in Louisville that created it. The pie is a very rich, caramel-y custard, with a layer of chocolate in it.
. . .and here I was thinking it was like a cow pie but made by the horses on the race track. . .
I'm game. I have been known to drive all the way down to Florida (several times) to vacation at Disney World, so Kentucky or N.Y. is too easy. I’ll bring the Québec favorites – Sugar pie and Gateau au chomeur.
Can we choose who we get to share sleeping arrangement with (wink, wink, nudge, nudge)? Just kidding guys, I know y’all are all happily married. Wouldn’t want to be known as the Jezebel of the North American continent
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AnnaS did solemnly pledge
When I am rich (either by winning the lottery or, better, by earning my worth) I would like to host a dinner party: for all of you... Plane fare will be included in your invitations.Sounds great - The Aussies can bring some jumbo prawns for the barbie, and I'll get my wife's whanau to teach me how to lay down a good hangi - you haven't lived until you've tried hangi'd eel!
Max--
whanau = family?
I couldn't find hangi, but I can't imagine what it would take to get me to eat an eel!
Gor Jackie, and any curious gastronomes,
http://www.jgeorge.com/nzfoods.html#hangi
And yes, Jackie, whanau does mean family, but in the sense of extended family -
heavy stress on the "extended"!
Here in NZ a trend is developing to use the English word for the Anglo-Saxon nuclear version, and whanau for the Polynesian version. Interestingly, the word in Cook Island Maori is "anau", but apparently most Cook Islanders here have adopted the NZ Maori version, and say whanau instead.
MaxQ, that sounds quit lovely, however, call us on the day you try to sneak jumbo prawn and eel through U.S. customs? We shall start saving up for the bail bond right away
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MaxQ, that sounds quit lovely, however, call us on the day you try to sneak jumbo prawn and eel through U.S. customs? We shall start saving up for the bail bond right away
Just so long as he doesn't try to sneak the entire hangi through customs ...
Prefer hangi pork/lamb to eel personally. The only way to cook food - if only you had time or a suitable number of reasonably husky slaves.
Hey, C.K.'s an addict! Er--congratulations?
From what I can tell, a hangi is a luau, or very close. Wow-
you should have inside info. on this...
It's the pits that make a difference. Never had a NZ or Aussue production but a luau in Hawaii with roast pig, papaya, and all the tropical goodies is similar to a New England clambake with its lobster, clams, corn and taters....in that they are both done in pits dug in the earth or sand and cook all day and are a HUGE LOT of work. Oh, they're both also scrumptions!
wow
Hangi, OUI! Haggis, NON
Why do you think I said, in another thread, that the Scottish influence in Otago is very slight? That was the choice!
I don't know about the clambake idea wow. The last time I went to a clambake the entire meal tasted, well actually gritted, of sand. Give me a big ole pot to cook corn and lobster in anytime.
Poster: belMarduk
I don't know about the clambake idea wow. The last time I went to a clambake the entire meal tasted, well actually gritted, of sand. Give me a big ole pot to cook corn and lobster in anytime. Dear belM, Please, oh please, tell me you weren't on the New Hampshire or Maine seacoast when you got the gritty lobster and clams ...
... That should NOT happen if "bake" properly prepared.
To be at the beach, the tang of salt in the air, the unique aroma of lobster and clams mingled with fresh-picked corn and new potato; to see the seaweed raked aside, the wonderful succulent contents brought forth .... to sit on a sun-warmed rock and watch the sun go down, and infuse the tastebuds with white lobster meat .... ohmygawd!
[Dreamy emoticon here]
Where, oh where is summer ?
wow
P.S. Lacking summer, I'll take lobster any way I can get it. Fortunately we have a Lobsterman in the family!
did i mention i live on top of a huge sand pile? the area behind my house is significantly lower than my property since it was excavated as a sand mine-- So, we'll run over to the Rent-All place and rent a mini back hoe-- dig a pit-- (I have excavated pits in the past for sand when mixing concrete-- I bought some portland cement, and some gravel--but the sand was all my own.) forget the slaves or cheap labor-- we'll do it the modern way... and use mechanical power. and have some lobsters, and beans, and mickies(NY term for ground roast potatoes) and pork and beef, and eel and shrimp.. Jackie can bring up some derby pie--
Years of organic gardening, and compost pits, and spreading organic material-- but my top soil is only 6 inch deep-- and then its sand-- by 10 inch down, pure clean sand!
I have only been at one clam bake (memorable!) and one Baked bean fest (Dummer NH, church fund-raiser) but again– great eating..
And don't worry about customs- they don't jail you, its worse than that! they confiscate all the food!
we have got to make this happen-- if not this year-- next--if not NY then somewhere....
I salivate every time I read this thread, damn it. Stop it, all of you, at once!
Anyway, WOW said that the luau and the hangi were the same - I can't argue, but I do remember one of my friends who's something of an artiste when it comes to putting down hangis saying, many, many moons ago, that there was some fairly fundamental (fun-but-mental?) difference between the two. FWIW.
In the first of my several lurches in changed career direction, I left school and spent two seasons crayfishing out of Jacksons Bay on the West Coast of the South Island. I was deckhanding for a friend's father. We did very well, and the pay was, relatively speaking, the best I've ever had. The downside was, and still is, that I can't stand lobster/crayfish meat. Silly, isn't it - otherwise I'm one of the biggest seafood fans around.
I used to catch terahiki and cod with shortish longlines on our way back from checking the pots to catch something to eat ... There were Pacific oysters on the rocks not far from where our boat was moored and mussels as big as your fist - all for the picking up. They're probably still there, although the crayfish are much harder to come by now.
Jackson's Bay is pretty isolated and we used to have some pretty wild parties which I'll call "clambakes" but which, um, well, were emphatically less well organised and much more, er, yes.
>Jackson's Bay is pretty isolated and we used to have some pretty wild parties which I'll call "clambakes" but which, um, well, were emphatically less well organised and much more, er, yes. Hold on there Cap. Aren't all fishing boats manned by men? Do I
HAVE to bring up the ole partner thread again
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Bel crowed:
Hold on there Cap. Aren't all fishing boats manned by men? Do I HAVE to bring up the ole partner thread again. It wasn't
that isolated! "Isolated" meant 130 miles from the nearest pub at the time. Only 30 now, so I guess it ain't so isolated ...
> "Isolated" meant 130 miles from the nearest pub at the time.
130 miles? And having to drive on the wrong side of the road to get there!! Dear heavens! A man or a woman could die of water consumption. I trust you got hardship duty pay rates.
Speaking of which, such hardship pay has a very long history. It has been reported that the two maiden aunts who raised William Penn also lived a long distance from a pub. They demanded and got an increase in their monthly stipend because of that fact. Soon all of the colonies were talking about the pay rates of Penn's aunts.
It has been reported that the two maiden aunts who raised William Penn also lived a long distance from a pub. They demanded and got an increase in their monthly stipend because of that fact. Soon all of the colonies were talking about the pay rates of Penn's aunts.
I heard the publican, Mr. Doyle, was a friend and would ship their monthly booze to them. The aunts, I heard, eagerly awaited the arrival of the Doyle cart.
wow
Stop it you guys! Here I am working in the office today, looking all business-like and respectable at the computer, and lo and behold, breaking out in loud guffaws
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>the Scottish influence
That's fine - I'll bring the Haggis, only a few days to go until Burn's Night! It's lov-er-ly!
TEd and wow, you're taking the mick, I do believe!
(sounds better in a Southern accent!)