Just don't give them all the credit for the meal! Prep is part of cooking, after all.

Man, I wish there were a good way to get to Allentown from Boston. There is not!

Slivering is what I meant. They end up candied with slivered carrots, almonds, and pistachios. Mix that with tiny lamb balls (ground lamb and onions - get your mind out of the gutter). Those are layered with Persian saffron rice. It is called Shireen Polo or Sweet Rice. We are also making Persian Dolma (grape leaves stuffed with ground lamb, rice, and a bunch of herbs).

Suzi, that sounds so good! (Even if you don't alive ring the peel.)

Oh, god, that sounds so good. I will have to come visit you for No Rouz some time, it sounds like my kind of holiday.

I am having lamb for dinner, coincidentally, but it is still under the broiler and I am so very hungry. It won't be ready for minutes. Minutes!

That sounds delicious.

Jesse, even then, it still works. If you are the shoe seller, and you have a woman who needs heels, you'd never show her a pair of Nikes.

So in weird My-neighborhood-is-odd stories... I took Grace a couple of blocks away to get iced tea and a treat drink from Coffee Bean. I decided to stop at the grandma shop (no, seriously, this is the storefront: [link] to get a new bra since I couldn't find either of the other two I own and they carry Wacoal and I don't have to struggle to find parking at the mall. So I go to pay and realize I have my purselet but no wallet. ARGH. They set the bras aside and we leave to go back home to get my wallet. I do, however, have enough cash for the drinks, so we go to CB. I run into a coworker there and tell her my stupidity. She then kindly offers to let me use her charge card to buy the bras and then I can pay her back. It's so kind but also, awkward, amirite?

My neighborhood is odd.

Slivering is what I meant. They end up candied with slivered carrots, almonds, and pistachios.

Suzi, could I beg the recipe/preparation instructions from you? Candied orange served at Rena Franklin's restaurant during their Mediterranean round table phase is one of my ur-desserts, and my attempts to duplicate it at home failed miserably.

Oh, for fuck's sake. I hate computers. Trying AGAIN:

msbelle, I'm sorry for the epic of work suck. I hope you find sane bosses soon.

Today was....was. There's a wild snipe hunt in the works, and I'm pretty sure how it ends. It was something I worked on my first year in this position, and I did it right, there's no snipe. So sad, too bad, snipe became mythological at least 2 migrations ago. Failed edit lost the rest of this. But I'm pretty sure the data is lost unless Goddard can cough up the engineering and they...yeah, no. A few gigabytes lost out of over 50 Tb over 20+ years?

Doesn't seem so large, sara. Sorry, though.