The "I don't want to talk about AI" thread, and the new topic is: should we really be talking about our dreams?

This is an oxymoron. (Yes I edited your statement slightly.)

I forget which PBS cooking show turned us on to Brussels sprouts coleslaw, and the tang of pecorino cheese was one of the flavor notes. We surprised folks at a couple of potlucks with 'em. Both of us like broiled sprouts, but they have to be super-fresh. The moment you drop these mini-cabbages into water to cook... well... that's when everything goes sideways. And frozen sprouts are a crime against nature.

The best sprouts we ever experienced were in the short time we lived on the San Francisco peninsula. There were fields of fresh Brussels sprouts south of the area, and we stopped at a roadside stand selling fresh stalks harvested from the field behind the stand. Delicious!
 
Just go to the nearest adult novelties store. I've seen chocolate boobies at many we've visited. Can't vouch for the quality of the chocolate though, I'm a bit of a Ghirardelli snob.

Ghirardelli, pfft! Lindt all the way, baby!
 
Isn't that just cider?

Can we all agree that Aperol is one of the foulest things ever created?
It's not great, but I'll take Aperol over Midori.

(The drink, that is. FD Midori is a much more appealing proposition.)

edit: all this discussion about eggs, birds and alcohol, and nobody mentioned Advocaat and the Fluffy Duck?
 
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