to perfection. A lovely crust on the outside, but ****, juicy and yielding within (like your mum); chips were perfect, as was the Bearnaise sauce. Add a diamond ring into the equation and I basically scored top husband points.
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to perfection. A lovely crust on the outside, but ****, juicy and yielding within (like your mum); chips were perfect, as was the Bearnaise sauce. Add a diamond ring into the equation and I basically scored top husband points.
The bearnaise is never hot :-(
Basically, your hollandaise is a perfect breeding ground for unpleasantness, but it is too delicious not to risk it.
He has, however, always struggled with emulsions. We all have our cross to bear.
It's a mental block.
Mayonnaise works nine times out of 10, but sometimes you just have to give in and pretend you were intending to make a remoulade.
Must admit though, I thought it meant a life s****ing about the place in a gorilla costume, like Jim Belushi in "Trading Places", rather than joining in with those honest chaps at SWAPO or some such.
I always wanted to black up like Dan Ackroyd.
Bloody PC Madness
Unless you're that Saldana bird, I suppose. loooooooooooooooooooooooool.
that she shouldn't get a job because of her skin colour?
It's like disadvantage trumps, the person with the least will always be right on the basis of a set of arbitary societal factors which, were the situation turned on its head, would be any and every ism possible.
:hehe:
80s were pretty much spot on about the logical conclusion of identity politics, isn't it?
Especially your mum.