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<Bows deeply.> Madam, it is a singular honour to meet my own twin after so long and so unwitting a separation. I blush at your compliments to me, but you have clear precedence in your Garnate-adoration - I am but a recent acolyte, whereas after so many years you must be at least a High Priestess. <Observes leg humps closely. Takes notes.>
How kind of you, the honor is mine!

Don't tell her I told you, but she is so very easy on the adoration front: any form of hump, bump, food, sugar, pictures or videos will suffice. It's part of what makes her our princess. And the boobs, of course.
 
How kind of you, the honor is mine!

Don't tell her I told you, but she is so very easy on the adoration front: any form of hump, bump, food, sugar, pictures or videos will suffice. It's part of what makes her our princess. And the boobs, of course.

Garnate has boobs? But JtohisPB said she was a man!

Glad to know she is such an easygoing goddess. Living in a sparsely populated area means I run out of sacrificial victims pretty sharpish.
 
Garnate has boobs? But JtohisPB said she was a man!

Glad to know she is such an easygoing goddess. Living in a sparsely populated area means I run out of sacrificial victims pretty sharpish.
Garnate is all things. Luckily she pops in just enough to quench your thirst. ;)
 
At first I was thinking "You guys are derailing this thread!" but then I remembered that I'm highly edible so that fits. Almost.


I mean, basically.









Really. Sort of.
 
A huge bag of mussels is coming my way :)
Fresh-harvested from the pristine west coast waters of Tassie.
Chilli mussel feast coming up!
 
I bought a 10 pound leg 'O goat today. Just yesterday it was running around and frolicking with it's friends.
 
When I was just a tadpole we raised a goat in suburbia. Come killing time there was a celebration (BBQ) to be had. People milled and mingled in the house while my Dad tended to the meat. He had to run inside for something and came out and the dog had taken it off and was eating it in the corner of the yard. He took it away from her, rinsed it off with the hose and stuck it back on the grill.

No one ever knew.
 
When I was just a tadpole we raised a goat in suburbia. Come killing time there was a celebration (BBQ) to be had. People milled and mingled in the house while my Dad tended to the meat. He had to run inside for something and came out and the dog had taken it off and was eating it in the corner of the yard. He took it away from her, rinsed it off with the hose and stuck it back on the grill.

No one ever knew.

For the past 25 years or so the entire Savage Clan has gathered at my house for Christmas dinner. I always put the turkey in a big bucket of brine and set it outside the night before.

One year I went out Christmas morning to get the bird, and half the breast was gone. The dog had a guilty look on its face. I cooked the remainder and nobody was the wiser.
 
For the past 25 years or so the entire Savage Clan has gathered at my house for Christmas dinner. I always put the turkey in a big bucket of brine and set it outside the night before.

One year I went out Christmas morning to get the bird, and half the breast was gone. The dog had a guilty look on its face. I cooked the remainder and nobody was the wiser.

No one ever noticed the turkey with the mastectomy?
 
No one ever noticed the turkey with the mastectomy?

No because I roast the bird, then about an hour before dinner I carve it and put the meat in a foil pan.

I feed about 20 and set up the foil serving pans like a buffet.

Turkey, fish, prime rib, twice baked mashed potatoes, mac and cheese, several veggie dishes, fresh bread.

It's quite the feast.

Of course, the night before is the Feast of Seven Fishes. So everyone gains 10 pounds the last week of the year.
 
No because I roast the bird, then about an hour before dinner I carve it and put the meat in a foil pan.

I feed about 20 and set up the foil serving pans like a buffet.

Turkey, fish, prime rib, twice baked mashed potatoes, mac and cheese, several veggie dishes, fresh bread.

It's quite the feast.

Of course, the night before is the Feast of Seven Fishes. So everyone gains 10 pounds the last week of the year.

Yummy!

I hope you all arrive to the table in your stretch pants.
 
I once at a dog snack by mistake. Sometimes I will buy a bag of pretzels and dump it into the dog snack box as a treat. One time I was feeding the dogs snacks (pretzels)..one for sheba ,.one for gizmo..one for me. After 4 rounds of this I grabbed a dog cookie by mistake. I didn't realize until I bit into it :eek:

I didn't spit it out, I just fed them the remander.
 
Pumpernickel, ham, and apple panini. Do I want brie or sharp cheddar?
 
For election night I am serving Filet Mignon- possibly bacon wrapped. I think I will have a sweet potato(e) with mine and make baked potatoes for the the other 30% of the bunkhouse expected in residence tonight. I have some gravy left over from last night, made from the drippings of the roast. The roast got devoured so there is no roast to put under the gravy.

No one ever noticed the turkey with the mastectomy?

Lawlz
 
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