Fig paste.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Get some fresh figs (if you can), cut them in half, smear a bit of goat cheese on the cut side, and wrap the whole thing in a slice of prosciutto. Place these on a baking sheet and broil for about 3-4 minutes, or until the prosciutto is slightly crispy.
YUM!
tomato.
oranges too.
the sweet / acidic match with the earthier taste of the goat cheese works.
One of my friends does a slice of tomato, a slice of goat cheese and a leaf a basil.
I like goat cheese bits in a spinach salad with toamtoes and orange bits in the salad.
or toasted baguette spread with goat cheese and topped with tomato or orange.
For a cover letter, is it appropriate to address the hiring manager if you know his or her name, or should it always be "To Whom It May Concern"?
I use goat cheese for pasta sauce--a touch of butter, garlic, 1/4 cup cream and melt the goat cheese in it.
Yeah, I'm a health nut.
P-C, if you know their name, use it.
sounds good
always a name if you can , p-c.
That's what I thought, cool. (I'm trying to get my friend a temp job here.)
I love to put a hunk of goat cheese in a shallow dish with some tomato sauce, bake it until the goat cheese is bubbly and serve it with garlic bread. OK I stole the recipe from the restaurant I used to work at but it is delicious.
Also straight goat cheese is one of my favorite things to eat while flavor tripping on miracle berries. It tastes like cheesecake.
I've been feeding my cats Natural Balance Limited Ingredient Diet it has Duck and Peas and vitamins and stuff. But Dean is having litter box issues again so I may try another healthy brand.
Work is crazy today and I went to get lunch and didn't end up getting my food becuase they were so backed up and I managed to eat part of it in the parking lot at work before I went back to my job. So I was racing in and I see the back up receptionist has a trash bag over the chair. I'm confused so I asked her what was up, did something spill. She says no and that she has to be frank. That lately I've reeked of cat urine and it's on the chair and now she smells like cat urine.
I turned red and was like. What? I smell.
Yes she says, you smell like a cat box, it was really bad on Monday (the day Maddie went to the vet) and the chair smells bad and everyone who has walked by has complained about the smell.
I got all embarrassed and upset and then told her that frankly I'm allergic to all the perfume she uses and I get headaches on a regular basis. (I'm actually not the only person who has complained about ,she practically bathes in perfume and sometimes you can smell and taste it from 3 feet away and everyone does complain about it).
So then I started asking a few people if I reek of cat urine, especially someone else who had to sit at my desk. And I was told, that no. I don't reek they don't know what she is talking about. It gets back to my boss who comes in and assures me that, no I don't reek and no one has said anything to him so just ignore her.
So I've got a take along febreeze I'm going to spray the hell out of the chair and carpet and then complain about her perfume every time I can smell it on the phone, which is almost every day.