Loading ...I love aubergine (thats eggplants to us American types, but frankly I don’t care what its called. Its tasty.) And I felt it was time for another 
recipe, so here goes:
1 medium eggplant
1 cup breadcrumbs
2 garlic cloves, crushed
1/2 cup fresh parsley, chopped
2 teaspoons ground cumin
1/2 teaspoon hot paprika
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1/4 cup plain yogurt
Pierce eggplant skin and bake until soft, about 40 minutes at 300 degrees. Split eggplant, drain off juice and scoop out the meat into your blender. Add all the other ingredients and blend until smooth. Refrigerate and serve cold with pita or nahn bread.
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I think aubergine causes Herpes to break out if you have it, that is. I don’t have the Herpes (as my aunt would call it — she’s the same one who conjugates the past tense of grow as “done growed” as in “You done growed a heap since I last seen you.”
Ohhww.. That’s GREAT!! I’m a real auberigino-holic.. Great stews, sauces…
Me thinks me finally has to get a…
Hey! It was Real Time Shelley last night and now it is Real Time Bas.
Tonight on Real Time Bas, Bas discusses his love of the Aubergine.
That warped talk aptly crossed your aunt’s there Richard!
:herpes:
See… no Herpes on SP anywhere! Hi Richard!!
She tries her best, but she has the deepest Backwoods Southern accent you could ever hear. She’s my mother’s sister, but it is as if they grew up in two separate households — My mother in an uppercrust (or high cotton, as we say in the South) home and my aunt in the deepest swamps of the Okefenokee.
Aubergine is quite possibly my favorite vegetable. Though asparagus and zucchini are somewhere near the top there.
Miraculous as it may sound, I don’t have the herpes either. So I’m safe from the herpenital wrath of the aubergine.
Real Time Bas!
Hi Bas!
And Che can be proud that SP is Herpes free!
Aubergine is terrible if not fully cooked by the way. It’s got a taste of wet paper; to me anyhow.
It’s indeed cooked dead when it’s at it’s best.. 40 minutes at 300 deg-i-suppose-American-Fahrenheit would do. 300 deg C is above ignition point of paper, which i wouldn’t recommend in this case..
:aubergine:
And I’m from the family who - seriously - used to gather in my great-grandmother’s living room, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. and dance around barefoot while my uncle played ‘turkey in the straw’ on the ukelele. Talk about hillbillies (though the memories are good ones).
I had an aunt Mabel who made Minnie Pearl look like a New Yorker.
I teach Social Experimental psychology, and I always have students saying things in their report like “The room was a comfortable 75 degrees Celsius.” And I write in the margins “you’ve just killed your participants.”
I prefer Kelvin, myself.
Che, I am glad you felt close enough to all the SPians to share that horror story about your family.
Yeah, its funny I’d admit something like that, and even admit that I enjoyed those times, but I’d never in a million years admit what I’m listening to on my iTunes right this moment.
Hi Che! He, he.. a gathering! Pow-wow time!
Ahh.. but i’m back to tinkering in a moment. I just got the thing i was working on to produce sound last night. At 3am not a neighborly act
It sounds totally goofy though!
And I sometimes worry that when I write to my furren friends, and tell them its 95 degrees here, that they might think I mean celsius. But no, we’re not really on fire.
Just almost.
Oh… Mr Dutch guy with his wooden shoes thinks MY FAMILY is goofy.
I have to say I enjoyed some of my embarrassing Southern upbringing as well.
So what are you listening to on your iTunes?
Louisiana Woman Mississippi Man by Conway Twitty and Loretta Lynn?
Harper Valley PTA by Jeannie C Riley?
Ode to Billie Joe by Bobby Gentry?
Don’t Come Home A-Drinkin’ (With Lovin’ On Your Mind) by Loretta Lynn?
You’re Gonna Change (Or I’m Gonna Leave) by Hank Williams?
There’s a Tear in My Beer by Hank Williams Jr?
Whatcha listening to?
Family pow-wow’s are the ones you don’t ever forget. A sing-along ukelele one sounds brilliant!
Whish we had good customs like that here. It’s mostly one bad cup of coffee and one stale cookie. Mmm.. I think my parents once told they had a family gathering and the cookies were three years old and everybody got sick next day.
Family! Let’s break out the cookies!
Our equivalent to the 3 year old cookie tradition is a monstrosity known as the ‘fruitcake’. No one ever eats them, they just keep giving them to someone else the following year.
No Che.. My music box is goofy!! Nothing remotely like a family entertainment device.. or maybe it is!!
You do just pass that fruitcake along year after year.
Then it inevitably gets to that strange family member who LOVES fruitcake. And they eat it. And people wait around to see if this will be their last Christmas ever.
Are those fruitcakes the illusive black bombs you see in Xmas postcards? I’ve always wondered about those…
Yeah… there’s always that one weird family member who loves fruitcake. We don’t have one of those still living (though it wouldn’t surprise me if Don liked fruitcake. He likes spam.)
And if I were listening to Loretta Lynn or Hank Williams Sr, I’d readily admit it. I like Loretta, and I love Hank (though I’m not fond of his youngun’s music).
Bas, one Christmas an Aunt of mine was going to make red velvet cake, but ran out of red food coloring. So she made a green velvet cake.
And for a week everyone, um,
green.
People thought they were dying!
Bas, I’d rather find a bomb in my xmas package, than a fruitcake. They’re truly foul.
I love Loretta Lynn! She was a rebel before her time. Just last week Mojo and I were listening to “Fist City” and “Don’t come home a-drinking” and “The Pill” and just laughing and having a good old time!
And I do like that Louisiana Woman too.
Not to fond of Hank Williams son, either.
Thats hilarious. Green velvet cake.
I hate red velvet cake by the way. It truly tastes like red dye #5.
Not too fond of Hank Williams’ son, I meant.
I’m listening to Army of LoversThere…. I said it.
Confession is good for the soul.
I feel cleansed.
Never trust a seasonal cook! He, he.. Excremental decolorizing food.. ieechh!
Then again; you never forget about it!
Friend of mine started making beer one day. First round.. he called it ‘Cervisia Diaboli’.
I took just a couple of sips.. and galloped to the toilet where they woke me up an hour later. That was a beer i’ll never forget! I later saw there was 2 inches of yeast at the bottom of the bottle.
I cried! I prayed! Mon Dieu!
Well I was feeling nostalgic.
I’ve been wanting to brew up a mess of my grandma’s Raisin Jack. Could be good….
Army of Lovers.. hey that’s not too bad? I only know the one song though..
IIIIII CRUUUUSEFYYYYYY
Vowels. You just got to love them Che..
Be careful! You may be like Bas, passed out in the toilet after one sip!
That is the Army of Lovers song I know too
I stand before my maker
Like Moses on the hill
I cry I pray Mon Dieu!
I’m crucified! Crucified! Like my saviour!
Oh, good times.
My granny’s recipe is not much different than the old WW2 jungle juice (only slightly more refined) but I think it’d be fun to make. And even more fun to drink (as long as it doesn’t send me runnin’ to the loo).
Ohh hell… you got to try any booz even if it means penance at the toilet bowl.
I agree with Bas on that one. SP might be herpes-free, but we have a lot of drunkards.
Herpes free Drunkards!
I think we have the subtitle for SP.
Perfect subtitle!
Drunkards.. Yes! I’m sure the most sociable amongst humans?
Richard?
Well, with that, I’m afraid I’m going to have to go. Got lots of cleaning up to do before my parents get here this weekend.
Now if I could only find a copy of Crucified to listen to while I clean.
And I’m sure Mojo would love to be included amongst the Herpes Free Drunkards, because he likes his drink and he’s also herpes free!
Some drunkards might be the most sociable. Us, for instance.
But if you’ve ever been out and about in London after a footie match, then you’ve seen drunkenness in its basest, most vile incarnation.
The footie fan.
You know, every time I hear footie fan I think of footie pajamas, but I know that is not what they mean. I think they have a different word for footie pajamas.
Yes, and I REALLY need to update the Noumenal News before dinnertime.
and much
One always has to clean up before ones parents… :sigh:
Then again i beat my mother in house cleaning these days.
Enjoy the Spam Che!
That’s one scary spamoticon, Che.
Che, you must not disrespect the disturbingly uber-crazy dramafest that is Army of Lovers. I like that Jewish song. Their videos were too funny! Such strange people. I’d probably like/hate them in real life. Fun!
And fruitcake…
Vile, disgusting, sickly sweet, overly-preserved dreck!
By the way, it is pouring outside in PA. We even have thunderstorms along with our torrential rain. This is a cool front which will bring a high of 72 degrees FAHRENHEIT tomorrow. Ahhhh…
Che, do not feel badly about your dancin’ and hootin’ and hollerin’ when you were young. My grandmother’s brothers had something similar, though they tried to keep it low key. It was, um, interesting. I thought it was sort of fun. The real fun came when I attended church services at my granny’s friend’s church… a black church, AME Zion, to be exact. Now THAT’S good clean dancin’ sangin’ and hollerin’!
As a pseudo-Presbyterian, I was shocked and thrilled at how much fun could be had in church! And afterwards, they all got together and ATE lots of good food and it wasn’t a family reunion! It was my first clue that my family and their friends had it ALL wrong.
To reiterate, yes, I am herpes-free, so aubergines are fine. Well, I have HAD fine aubergines before, but usually, I think they’re gross. Perhaps it is all in the preparation, as Bas has noted.
Sorry, but I had to try this one out of sheer curiousity:
Not at all what I was expecting.
That very last post was priceless Mojo. I knew sooner or later one of ‘the gays’ would try that one and be disappointed.
Army of Lovers was a big drama-fest wasn’t it? But good clean harmless fun.
Like the hillbilly daincin’ we did in our younger days! I really did enjoy those times though. I know it may seem like a big hick hootenanny to most people, but I’m pretty grateful to have had an interesting and diverse extended family. Most of those aunts and uncles are gone now, but they were really wonderful, unusual and interesting people and I’m lucky to have had them in my life.
I grew up around a lot of strong, no-nonsense wimmin and learned from them how not to take any crap. And kind, nurturing, humorous men. I regret that KK doesn’t have the kind of crazy, diverse but caring extended family I grew up with (and a lot of times they were my salvation - when you get pissed off at your parents, it pays to have a close extended family you can vent to). But I try to provide KK with the craziness that my more eccentric relatives provided me with.
Whew that was long and meandering.
Its been a really BUSY day actually, and I still have work to do. I really want to just chill… ah well, let me get this shit done so I can crack open a book.
Noumenal’s fucked up again! What is going on with that?
I don’t know, but its getting annoying. I don’t know if its a hack, or what, but I’m going to remove all other themes from Noumenal; that way whatever, or whomever, is switching the theme won’t have anything to switch it to.
Turned out to be a WP bug. I did a half-assed fix of it. If that doesn’t work then I’m going to have to do a major code-sift
Lemme know if the site goes wonky again.
So annoying. I hate sifting through code. Mine isn’t web programming, just stats, but it’s still v. annoying.
I suspected you were trying to bait us gays with that ‘hung’ emoticon!
Gay baiter.
I tried it too, but said nothing when I discovered its true nature.
I did notice you tried it, but you were trying everything that day.
I think I’ll create a whole bunch of emoticon gay-bait.
:mudpie:
:snowball:
:teabag:
:trombone:
Nah, it’d be too easy.
At least Dr Who likes to make its gay fans feel good. Look at what they are doing.
As reported by PinkNews, the final episode of Series Three of Doctor Who, The Last of the Time Lords, is being broadcast on the same day as the London Pride Festival, held in Trafalgar Square.
Organizers of the event, in an effort to not make gay Who fans choose between the annual celebration and the season finale of their favourite show, have come up with an interesting compromise: they plan to carry the live BBC broadcast of the episode at 7:10 p.m. on a big screen at the event’s main stage in Trafalgar Square. And if that’s not enough to get gay fans out to the event, they’ve also arranged to have John Barrowman co-host the event with Graham Norton. Barrowman will be speaking earlier in the afternoon about his role as Captain Jack on Doctor Who and Torchwood.
The event kicks off at 3:00 following the Pride parade through town and concludes with the broadcast of The Last of the Time Lords.
And a little link for those requiring more news about their favorite Time Lord.
http://www.gallifreyone.com/
I’ve been quiet on SP today. Don’t know what I’m going to do when I start my new old job later this month. I can’t access this website because they filter there. As much as people say “fuck” and “shit” and “aubergine” on this website, it will surely be filtered as unacceptable.
And I won’t have my BlackBerry to sneak posts on either!
I’ll have to wait until I get off work and then see what everyone else said during the day.
Of course, on a day like today, that wouldn’t matter much because not much has been said.
And Che, crucified has been in my head ever since you said you were listening to Army of Lovers.
Sorry to have crucified that song into your brain-cells, Richard.
And I suppose that was your way of hinting around for me to post. I was going to post a Rob update today, but honestly, he was SO boring this week, there wasn’t even anything to make fun of.
And I couldn’t be bothered to actually make up a post, because I’ve developed a bit of a headache this afternoon.
Your computers at work will be filtered? And you took the job?!!!!
Ah well, I suppose some compromises must be made. You need to ‘forget’ to give your blackberry back.
I’d like to “forget” to give it back but there is still the $130 a month the service costs that was paid by the grant I was working on.
And I wasn’t hinting about a post from you, honestly. I was getting on to me for my lack of comments today. But new posts are always welcome!
Well in that case you might want to give it back.
I’ll try to post something later tonight. I’m going to lie down for an hour or two and see if my headache clears up. Maybe its time for a Darvon.
Good luck with the headache!
That must have been one hell of a headache.
Hope you are feeling better today.
Nah, the headache’s better. I’ve been feeling uselessly restless today. A bunch of edgy, nervous energy and no real outlet for it. Though I did bake cookies with KK.
I found an all artificial cure for just that headache.. but hey, at least it’s art:
:zappp:
Now thats something I might could use.
I also feel the restless nervous energy today. I’ve been trying to put it to good use cleaning up, but I feel unnecessarily annoyed. Strange. No headache, though, which is unusual for me.
Hope the headache is gone now and you didn’t have to use one of those self-shock gadgets. Yikes!
Mojo, you and I seem to go through these restless periods at the same time. Are you sure we weren’t separated at birth?
I did some cleaning today too. It wasn’t fulfilling.
I know… quite odd isn’t it? We may have been separated after all.
FYI, loads of work to do today and tomorrow, so not sure if we’ll have much SP time
Families.
Yep, I know the folks are coming in tomorrow. Hope y’all have fun.
I don’t know how much I’ll be around either. We’ve gota bit of family drama going on around here ourselves. What a mess.
Still cleaning. My parents will be here around 5.
People may wonder, “Are they just that nasty? They have to clean so much?” It is not just the cleaning. It is the moving of our daughter, A the Girl, out of the house and off to college many states away. Boxes are piled high, belongings are being sorted through, decisions are being made.
It is a process.
All about feelings.
It is time to hug and cry.
Actually, we aren’t the hugging and crying types.
My favorite line that Faith said on Buffy the Vampire Slayer. “Whatever. I’m not lookin’ to
hug and cry and learn and grow.”
It’s all five by five, B.
I hope your family drama is not getting out of hand. Hope all is well. Our visit should be fine. My parents will probably say something about something in my life/house/career that is disappointing them. They always do. It’s their way. They are incapable of finding all things fine.
But I know they love me. They can’t help themselves.
True story — when I used to have my hair long, my mother would tell me to cut it every time I saw her. Every time — even if it was just to stop by and drop something off or pick something up.
Then one, after a couple of years, day I cut it all off. Got tired of the upkeep. When my mother saw that I had cut it, she said, “Why did you have to go and cut your hair? I was just beginning to like it.”
That’s my momma!
Hmm, I put that modifying phrase in a strange place. I meant, “Then one day, after a couple of years, I cut it all off.”
I think I’m going crazy in the head when it comes to writing lately. Can’t seem to structure things correctly.
Me no write right.
Nah, things are alright around here. We had some drama involving KK’s mom - and I use the term ‘mom’ loosely.
And today I’m just tired and a bit under the weather. That time of the month (whats in my vagina?) AND I have cystitis. Ugh.
And I just told two 9 year olds to ’shut the fuck up’. I’m just brimming with pleasantry today. And nothing to lighten my mood.
Y’all enjoy the parental visit.
New Moon…
Parents and children… Must be a difficult time there Richard, Mojo… Best wishes to A the Girl!
KK has many moms at the moment
I’m all beers, new synthesizer..
May the growing Moon cast many ups on you.
Thanks for the nice thoughts, Bas, as well as the nice new-moon wishes!
Che, from my experiences with 9-y.o.s, telling them to STFU is only natural. If you have cystitis, I presume that only makes it worse. While I’ve never had that actual disease, I had some of the symptoms as a side effect of taking Zoloft years ago. It was utterly miserable. I got Pyridium for it, though, and it was instantly much better. Of course, having bright orange pee is a little weird, but well worth it at the time. Better living through chemistry!
Hope you get to feeling better, and I also hope that KKs ‘mom’ leaves her be. Seems KK is better off with you guys, but I’ll leave off my opinions on such matters.
R’s parentals in tow for the next few days, but all is going well. The Girl’s room, however, is a disaster area and she has to have it done in the next 48 hours (HA!).