Posts Tagged ‘pork’

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TND Extra – Oscars 2012

February 29, 2012

My office runs a Super Bowl pool every year, and every year I get asked multiple times if I want to participate. I get tired of finding clever non-offensive ways to say no (in my office an unexplained ‘no’ is not an acceptable answer). Most years I don’t even know who’s playing – although this year I did because it’s impossible to live in Boston and not know that the Patriots have made it to the Superbowl. This year my standard response was that I didn’t care about the Super Bowl, but if someone wanted to handicap the Oscars I’d be in like Flynn. Nobody too me up on my suggestion. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Laissez les bon temps roulez

February 23, 2012

There are three things you need to know before I tell this story.

Firstly, my father is generally a fairly dignified person.  He’s more Yes, Prime Minister than Monty Python.  This means that on the occasions that he’s not, it’s disproportionally funny, and the event tends to live on (and on) in the collective family memory. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Kung Hei Fat Choi

January 26, 2012

In the mid 1980’s we lived in Hong Kong for 18 months during which period we somehow managed to have enough time to visit Malaysia, the Philippines, Japan, China, Macau and Singapore.  On the apparently rare occasions that we were at home, we used to meet my father at noon every Saturday and go have Dim Sum.  We’d meet my father at his office, and then cross through a public garden which on a Saturday was full of brides in bright red wedding dresses having their wedding pictures taken (possibly Statue Square?), to the Dim Sum restaurant at the top of the neighboring office tower.   Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Don’t Make That Face At Me

October 20, 2011

Fair warning, I am about to horrify everyone of Italian descent and anyone born south of the Mason Dixon line (except my mother who doesn’t like grits and therefore doesn’t care).

Polenta and grits are the same thing.

I know, I know, I’ve just committed some kind of heresy, but that doesn’t make me wrong. Don’t believe me? Let’s analyze this. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Snow Day!

January 13, 2011

The first decade of the 21st century is now officially over (anyone want to take bets on how long it is before VH1 does a Best of the Aughts series?). I feel like this should be more momentous than it actually seems to be, mind you I thought this about Y2K too and that passed by with more of a whimper than a bang. I thought about doing a roundup of how my eating habits have changed in the last decade, but honestly I can barely remember what I had for dinner last Friday much less what I was and wasn’t eating ten years ago. However, I think I can remember back as far as January 2010, so here are the things I discovered, things I’m cautiously optimistic about, and things which I tried and failed to develop an appreciation for in 2010. Read the rest of this entry ?

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WND – Caveats

December 9, 2010

My standard rule is that you can ask for anything you like (within reason) for your Birthday Dinner. It has become clear that I need to amend this to anything you like within reason that adheres to some form of nutritional balance. By within reason I mean I won’t make wild boar in port sauce on the grounds that Read the rest of this entry ?

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WND – Never Trust Someone Over 30

October 21, 2010

First things first. Check it out, Jes has started up Dinner on the West Coast again, and finally got around to making apple sauce, three years after she said she really wanted to try it out.

Secondly, a small, but wordy, administrative note:

One of the reasons that Dinner works is because we’ve been around for so long. People will attempt to schedule their lives around Dinner because it was on their schedule long before whatever else they might be doing was. However, sometimes real life conspires against us all Read the rest of this entry ?

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WND – Dinner with a side of Schadenfreude

April 29, 2010

I’m having a moment of schadenfreude at the recent backlash I’ve seen at the organic foods/eco movement.  Or well, not precisely schadenfreude, but the warm glow that comes with seeing someone get a little of the comeuppance you’ve thought they’ve deserved for several years. Read the rest of this entry ?