The playlist for this entry is Treme: New Orleans Jazz and Blues Music
Hmm, It seems it’s been 4 years and a few months since my last post. My, how derelict of me.
Once upon a time I cooked quite often including some rather elaborate and odd dishes. I’ve had both successes and dismal failures. I have found that the older I get the less interested I am in all the bother involved in cooking new and different dishes. There are more exotic restaurants in town and all sorts of prepared frozen entrée’s and dinners at the store so I don’t feel the need to ‘cook fancy’ very often. Bacon, Eggs and either Hash Browns or Pancakes seem to be easy and tasty to cook anytime of the day. But, every once in a while I get the hankering to make, not just eat, something different.
This is the box and it’s contents. You know, I may just keep that insulated bag for a while. The freezer gel-pack was rock hard and everything was cold.
The first three recipes I received are:
Wild Mushroom Pappardelle
Indonesian Beef Rendang
As soon as I was finished with the unboxing I put the contents in the ‘fridge. Except for the ingredients for the Chicken Gumbo which I left out ‘cause it’s the first recipe I’m going to make.
All the ingredients for the Chicken Gumbo including the ones I had to provide: 2 Tbs Canola Oil, salt and pepper.
The finished dish:
With all the ingredients ready for me it was easy to prepare and with the fresh ingredients this dish tasted great. Based on this first dish I’m glad I decided to try Plated. It let me try something different without making me buy 1 or more ingredients that I will not finish before they expire.
One comment about the finished dish, I used 2 of the 4 packets of hot sauce and I could taste it easily, but it did not overwhelm the other ingredients. The dish as plated in the above photo is half the rice and around 1/3 of the gumbo. I was half-way expecting their 2 servings would be more like 1 for me, but this was filling enough.
Over on Facebook a friend of mine commented that he was waiting for a pizza to be delivered. This update generated nearly 300 comments. Am I jealous? No not at all. However one phrase caught my eye, yep you guessed it “Tales from beyond Nerd-Dom” So here’s the opening and some background. Feel free to continue the story and add any scenes or details you want. Or not.
<Opening Visual: a mish-mash kaleidoscope of fleeting images from Weird Science, H.O.T.S., Animal House, Revenge of the Nerds, Real Genius, From Beyond, Re-Animator, Bride of Re-Animator, Beyond Re-Animator, Frankenfish, Dinocroc vs. Supergator, Dinoshark, Mega Python vs Gatorid, Sharktopus and Warbirds.
Audio: Faint screams in the background and a Vincent Price-like voice-over to the music of Rebecca Black’s Friday:
I am sleepless at midnight
Gotta big fright, Gotta big monster
Gotta have my girl, Gotta have mutation
Seein’ strangething, the time is fleeting
Trippin’ all over, everybody’s bleeding
Gotta get down to the fallout shelter
Gotta find my hero, I see my friends be eaten
Kickin’ in the front door
Running out the back door
Gonna be be snacked up
Which food group am I
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get scared on Friday
Everybody’s looking out for the creature feature
Gettin’ scared at midnight
Everybody’s looking forward to TALES FROM BEYOND NERD-DOM! <reverb>
A final scream and the video dissolves into static then black.>
Jeffrey Combs walks into the blackness from stage right.
"Welcome to tonight’s exhibit, a little piece I like to call _The Brides of the Nerd from Beyond Re-Animatrix vs Der Uberflederdinogatoroidtopus_."
<The blackness ‘page-turns’ leaving Jeffrey Combs standing on the top of the Columbia Center with the Space Needle in the background. A huge shadow sweeps out of stage left and snatches Jeffrey Combs up in its tentacles and carries him off screaming.>
Meanwhile, down in the harbor a crew of four is preparing their sightseeing vessel for a 3 hour tour. The top students of the graduating class of Twin Forks High School are booked on the tour. The route of this ill fated tour will pass by the Western Hemlock shaped island recently constructed by Tech NuGenetic LLC as a technological proof of concept and showplace, but which really houses their secret genetic laboratories.
Capt. Pam Kirkpatrick
Engineer: Scott ‘Motors’ Ford
1st Mate: Don Salvador
The Students (name as you please)
The Prom (and scream) Queen (snobby Cheerleader)
The Prom King (Quarterback jerk)
The Nerd (Head of the Chess Club AND Yearbook)
The Goth Girl (Head the Audio-Visual Club and Abstinence club)
The Girl with the undeserved bad reputation (Theatre and Martial arts)
The Loner (Moody yet caring)
The Red Shirt (just some guy who’s gonna die)
Tech NuGenetic LLC
Miss Lyleth Von Straufhain (Administrative head of the Island. Tall, leggy blonde, usually dresses in a severe business suit, black pencil-skirt with scarlet micro pin-stripes and matching jacket.)
Tech NuGenetic LLC (name as you please)
The Head Scientist
The Well Meaning Scientist
The Easily Distracted Lab Assistant
Visiting Corporate Executive
Assistant to Visiting Corporate Executive
Contracted (?) Consultant
The Red Shirt Guard #1
The Red Shirt Guard #2
The Red Shirt Guard #3
The Red Shirt Guard #4
Who will live and who will die? It’s up to you to decide.
Lately, I’ve been watching a couple of TV shows, plus a movie now and then, on hulu+. The shows are Major Dad and Prime Suspect and are presented with limited commercial interruption. One of the most frequently repeated commercials is one for Cottonelle toilet paper. Even the first time I saw it I was disturbed by it’s basic idea: not accepting something or by extension someone for what or who they really are. We’ve all heard stories of parents who have hidden a child from the public because of some perceived defect, be it physical or mental. For years gays and lesbians have hidden themselves away. Who among us does not have something they prefer to remain hidden? The reason we hide things and people away isn’t out of respect it’s from shame and fear of the public’s reaction. Now that you know the reason for this post, on to the diatribe!
Respect the Roll!
Do you respect your toilet paper or are you ashamed of it? Do you hide it away in some socially acceptable container or do you allow it to sit at the throne in all it’s naked glory? Clean, simple and soft, a miracle of both form and function within easy reach and whose sole purpose is to clean up your messes, at times just trailing along behind ready to serve when needed. Why would you conceal this wonder of human inventiveness? Why secrete it away in some uniform, sanitized and unimaginative box that you have to open before you remove the roll and use it?
If you truly respect the roll toilet paper plays in your life then shun the elitism inherent in this counter-productive affectation. Let your toilet paper hangout in all its natural splendor. Over-the-top or down-the-back the choice is yours, but no more cover-ups! Remember our motto: I HAVE TOILET PAPER AND I’M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT! and the truth will set you free!
The commercial in question:
This public service announcement brought to you by the Society Honoring Independent Thought.