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Our Daily Thread 2-1-13

Good Morning!

Hello February!

Quote of the Day

“I’m  just a lucky slob from Ohio who happened to be in the right place at the right  time.”

Clark  Gable

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68 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 2-1-13”

  2. It’s Friday, you know what that means?
    The forecast was for snow and we expected to sleep in today.
    But it’s 33.3 degrees with starry skies. So, it’s the Y and Lions for me.
    I hope everyone has a nice February.

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  3. The most unusual food I have attempted, to date, was a type of millet porridge, topped with sour milk. I thought my stomach would curdle before I had finished my portion in the common bowl.

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  4. I don’t eat unusual foods which is why I should probably stay in the civilised world. I have never eaten goat, duck, ostrich, or kangaroo although I have been in restaurants and homes where it was served. I have eaten lamb and venison but I do not care for it. I suppose if I were starving I could choke some of it down.
    I am funny in that there are foods I will eat cooked but not raw and raw but not cooked.
    I eat cooked tomatoes, but there is something about a raw tomato I can’t do (I know, I know…they may take away my American by Birth, Southern by the Grace of God card).
    I will eat raw oysters, squash, and a few other things like that but I won’t eat them cooked—Makes no sense I know.

    I don’t like dark meat chicken because of my 7th grade Bible teacher telling us about dressing out a chicken and that dark meat has more blood in it. I think he was trying to teach us something about the Kosher dietary laws but that was my take away. I don’t eat any type of organ meat. That comes from 4th grade and learning about the function of the liver and kidneys.

    My father has been on my mind recently and just last Friday I cried all the way home because I missed him so much, so you will be subjected to two Jimmy stories today about food.

    One night I came home and Daddy told me dinner was on the stove to fix myself a plate and come talk to him. I went to the stove and there were egg noodles and what looked like beef stroganoff, but something was a little off about the looks of it. Being wise to his ways I decided to take a quick peak in the trash can. Yep, I was right! It was chicken gizzard stroganoff.

    Another night we repeated the same process and I looked in the oven to see what looked like fried fish, but it didn’t smell “fishy” so having learned from past experience I once again dug around in the trash can. It was fried tripe.

    He was also famous for Salmon Gravy. I never was quite sure what all went into this concoction except that it started with a can of salmon and was served over rice. It looked like puke on rice. College Boyfriend couldn’t eat enough of the stuff.

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  5. The only time I ate sea scallops, I nearly died. So, I never eat any seafood I can’t identify. And nothing raw. It was like food poisoning, but none of the other guys got sick.

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  6. QoD: I suppose we should define ‘unusual’ because goat and tripe are standard fare in Mexican food and I have never considered those to be ususual in SoCal. Just as in a beach community abalone, octupus and squid are fairly common. I have been told that we should not eat predators, but I have enjoyed shark, alligator and rattlesnake. When I travel I have a don’t-ask-don’t-tell policy until the meal is over, that way it is all about flavor and texture and not my imagination running whild with pre-cooked realities. I have had beef tongue in Sendai, Japan, fish eyes in Alexandria, Egypt and Springbok in Stellanbosch, South Africa. All good in their own way.

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  8. Good Morning!
    Qod….I don’t “do” unusual foods….no venison, no lamb, nothing “crawly”….
    I did have scallops one time when we lived in Myrtle Beach…I’m not a seafood eater…don’t care for fishy stuff…seems if you live along the ocean you are expected to like seafood….I always asked for a salad, which suited me just fine 🙂
    Have a blessed day everyone
    Fun video of Clark doin’ the “Ritz”….but he ain’t no Fred Astaire! 🙂

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  9. Our 32-year-old friend H is moving back in with us today for two months. She’s working on her visa (another prayer request), but plans to move to Sicily in April to work at a Protestant seminary outside of Catania for a year; a missionary project (Roscuro has advised).

    She lived with us for six months (moving out exactly 10 years ago today when she went to school on Florence) and put all her money aside to pay her bills and save up for her four month school trip. The day before she flew to Italy that time, I gave her $100 and told her I wanted her to be adventurous with food.

    Her face blanched and I think she wanted to give me back the money . . .

    I said, “You need to try some of the great foods of Italy while you’re there, increase your palate and experiment.”

    (Her father later told me he’d gotten a list from her of things to send. “I told her there was no way I was mailing Kraft macaroni and cheese mix to Italy.”)

    I made a few suggestions, ending with “and make sure you have veal, in any form, because they cook it beautifully in Italy.”

    H clenched her fists. “I just don’t think I can eat wild animals.”

    “Oh, you’re talking about venison, not veal. Veal is . . . ”

    I paused. There was no way I was going to tell her veal was baby cattle.

    “Delicious.”

    She’s better now. 🙂

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  11. And another one.

    This time M moved in with us for the summer to take my job so I could write. We’d never met her before and she arrived the day my daughter graduated from elementary school, which happened to be my birthday.

    With three great events like that, we decided to eat out at a French restaurant. M came along, she was part of the family for three months.

    Our daughter was being adventurous and wanted to eat snails. My husband egged her on and when the order came, insisted everyone try one.

    M’s eyes got big around and she glanced among us–we were all strangers to her and she didn’t know about teasing in our family, yet.

    It was really, really, really hard for her, but she felt she had to pass the test or have no where to live for the summer.

    She got it down and survived, but felt triumphant!

    We love her!

    At the end of that summer, her mother wrote me a letter thanking me ever so much for expanding her daughter’s horizons.

    We laughed. All we did was make her eat snails. 🙂

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  13. I try not to eat anything unusual. I have a 2 leg, 4 leg rule: It has to have had either 2 legs or 4 legs (no more, no less) or I don’t eat it. I did try shrimp several months ago – not impressed by it. It also confirmed that my husband cannot eat seafood and some fish – he was soooooo sick afterward. But that also solved a mystery of why he usually felt sick after eating out – he always ordered a caesar salad and they usually have anchovies in the dressing. He’s been feeling so much better lately 🙂

    I do like fish – but usually fried, which probably takes a lot of the health benefits away.

    I’ve eaten bison, moose, venison, elk but nothing else ‘unusual’.

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  14. Re: Roscuro’s QoD: I ate beef tongue once. It was okay. Last week I tried squid at a “Mongolian BBQ” restaurant. It was no flavor and squishy. (And I put Mongolian in quotes because my Mongolian sister-in-law says it is not authentic, since there is no word for BBQ in their language. And since Mongolia is landlocked, perhaps sea food was not the most authentic meal to try.)

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  15. Fingers in ears making blah, blah, blah noises while saying I can’t heeaarr youuuu!
    I unapologectically LOVE veal in any shape or form.
    I have had escargot and calamari. I was indifferent to the escargot and I would rather chew rubber bands than have calamari.

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  16. Calamari is very popular where I live but I’m not a fan either — I agree with Kim, it’s rubbery. Ugh.

    I’m picky about fish — I love swordfish, tuna. And, of course, “fish and chips” drowned in vinegar 🙂 which is entirely unhealthy, of course.

    I’m just not an adventurous eater, never have been. I tried to develop a liking for Chinese food some years ago, but couldn’t. So on the rare occasions when I go with work friends to a Chinese restaurant, I’ll order a plate of plain white rice. Period. Everyone just thinks I’m on some kind of strict diet. 😉

    A friend and I tried out an Indian restaurant a couple years ago. I ordered the safest thing I could find on the menu. But even then I had trouble getting through it.

    I don’t think I’ve had veal but I remember reading some things about how the cruelty involved in some of those meats. So I’d be disinclined to eat it, I’m afraid. Probably not the case in small farm-produced foods, but anytime you raise and kill something that young …

    I’m far from a vegetarian, but I am bothered by some of the ways we’ve treated livestock in those huge meat producing operations.

    Peter, did you ever sell your house?

    It’s warming up here this weekend, I think we’re into the high 70s over the next couple of days.

    It’s G-Day for us at work today — we’re going live with our new gmail system.

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  17. Tried squid. Hated it.

    Same for oysters. Yuck, but I love clams.

    Tried venison, also hated it. Tripe too, just gross.

    Duck is OK, kinda like really greasy chicken.

    But I love seafood and veal. 🙂

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  18. Veal as in young calf, free ranged, I don’t mind so much. Veal as in young calf kept in hutch to restrict movement and prevent muscle growth, I don’t like at all. Not talking taste here. They do that with pigs too.

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  19. Donna- The house is still for sale. We now have it listed on Craigslist. A couple of responses, but from people wanting to rent long term or rent-to-own. We may go that route eventually, but we’d like to have the money for a down payment by selling this one.

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  20. Yep, that economy is just humming along, isn’t it? 😉

    Actually, housing seems to be doing better where I am. Prices/values are again rising after falling every year for years now.

    But the current stock market surge makes me uneasy. If something looks too good to be true …

    As it did with the housing market, I’m afraid that bubble is fixing to go “pop.”

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  21. I guess I would have gotten 26% (9 of 34) of the big quiz yesterday. Not too good. If I had thought, I might have gotten a few more. And do I get half a point for guessing that Newton’s invention had to do with cats? My guess was the litter box.

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  22. Like several of you, I am a picky eater. I have no qualms, whatsoever, about saying I don’t like something without even trying it. If it looks or smells yucky, I’m not going near it. My husband and one son (the one we share a house with) are the same way and we call what we eat “trailer park food” – e.g. meatloaf and potatoes. The other son will eat anything. I’m not sure where that came from.

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  23. Peter L: The quiz is from a more British perspective, so that makes it somewhat more challenging, but I think that (as you indicated) many of y’all would have gotten more correct than expected at first glance (the length most likely having intimidated some). At any rate, I believe you would have had more points than Mumsee…

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  24. Unusual food: I’m a picky eatet reared in a family where that was almost a sin. At any rate, I had to eat everthing on my plate, even foods I didn’t choose to put on my plate. And it didn’t make me less picky.

    But I’ve eaten tripe (probably the grossest thing I ever ate), rutabaga, and fried okra. And more than my share of other yucky stuff. If my parents wanted me to be a missionary, they chose the wrong approach, since the idea that I might go somewhere and be culturally required to eat goat eyes or raw fish or any number of other things I heard about was enough to make me want to stay in the States forever. I really don’t think I could make myself do it.

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  26. I am not an adventurous eater, either. I have two children who are far more adventurous. I have eaten rabbit and venisen, neither of which is considered exotic around here. I have learned to try more foods than I used to try.

    My mother was a ‘clean your plate’ type. I once threw up when forced to eat something too fishy. I think it was tuna, but may have been creamed salmon with peas on toast. Hideous concoction in my opinion. My dad did mention the nickname for it from when he was in the service. My mom never did make me eat anything too fishy again.

    However, I do like fish, whether from freshwater or the sea that is not fishy tasting. I have had it fixed many different ways. I like shrimp, but was not fond of lobster or crab. A shame about the crab, since I have a SIL who fishes it.

    Sometimes a small change in how you present a food or arrange it will make a difference for children. I found my grandson likes salad, for example, with a raspberry vinigrette type dressing. I do think it is good to encourage children to be brave enough to try different foods. Some children are just naturally more adventurous than others.

    Some are more creative than others. My grandson recently excused himself to go to the bathroom and his mom found him spitting the spinach, he was supposed to be eating, into the toilet. Coises! Foiled again!

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  28. Unusual food. Hmm. You know what’s unusal to us is not at all unusual to others. I’ve had some terrific lamb prepared by New Zealanders — turned me on to lamb in a big way. Frog legs and snails in French restaurants. Moose, elk, venison, duck, ostrich. Raw sardines (much better than the canned stuff), octupus. Haggis. Yucca, prickly pear, papaya. But puppy stew probably takes the cake on my list. (Please don’t ask, it’d have been rude for me to say no.)

    On Calamari — if it’s rubbery than it is poorly cooked – overcooked as is often the case with the fried calamari one gets in middle range food establishments selling modern American cuisine.

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  29. A funny tripe thing – I wouldn’t call it a fear, but I am creeped out by clusters of holes. For example, looking at a honeycomb makes my skin crawl. A lot of new cars have taillights that have that sort of look and they make me crazy. My son googled it and found that I’m not the only one with this oddity and it’s called . . .

    Trypophobia: Trypohobia is an intense, irrational fear of holes.
    Trypophobia is an intense fear of the following things, which results in an all-over itchy feeling and general uneasyness. Lotus seed pods, Crumpets, Pumice, Cavities in teeth, the Ampullae of Lorenzini in Sharks, Holes in concrete, Bug tunnels in wood, Enlarged pores of the skin, Aero Bars, Holes in walls caused by bullets, Bone marrow, Wasps’ nest, Honeycomb, Bubbles in Dough, Ant holes, Veins in meat, Clusters of holes.

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  30. Puppy Stew?????? 😯

    WHO DOES THAT?????

    😦

    That’s just sooooo wrong. I understand some Asians and African people do, but it just ain’t gonna happen. Rude or not, no way and no thank you.

    But so far I have to say that’s the most unusual in my opinion. And wrong. I can’t stress that enough.

    😦

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  31. CB,

    I have an aquaintance who owns a Chinese rest. On the rare occaision I still eat it, his is the best. I get food spiced and prepared the way he did it back home. Not the wussied down version Americans require. They whine that it’s too hot if he makes it the right way. If you’re looking to eat exotic and unusual food, then do so, don’t water it down, make it the way it’s supposed to be prepared. But I have a hunch even done right, I still won’t like squid.

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  32. AJ & Adios- When in a strange land, it is best not to ask what the food is unless you have an allergy. You never know what goes into some of those exotic dishes.

    And an elderly friend saw fewer stray cats in his neighborhood when some Vietnamese refugees moved in down the street. So which is more cruel, letting cats wander and get into fights or catch diseases because they are not cared for, or humanely killing them for food?

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  34. Linda,

    My very first job besides deliverying papers was working in an Italian rest. Sal made the best food. That’s where I learned to like veal in it’s many prepared forms. But he also made tripe.

    Every Saturday a group of men in town would take over the bar area, eat tripe and bread, drink red wine, and solve all the world’s problems. I thought tripe was the most disgusting thing I’d ever seen, and couldn’t believe how much these guys loved it. (Tasted it once, Sal made me. I threw up, he laughed) I learned alot there. The men were mostly older than 60,and a wise bunch.

    The first thing Sal said to me before I was even allowed to work the shift was “You don’t repeat nothin’ you hear to nobody.” “These guys will tip you well if you keep ’em fed and keep your mouth shut.” “And whatever you do, don’t tell ’em your Irish.” Then he rolled his eyes, and went back in the kitchen.

    But more than anything they ever taught me, what stuck with me most was I don’t like tripe.

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  35. No Mumsee,

    I don’t eat puppies or cats, as far as I know anyway.

    I don’t kick them either.

    But I have eaten bunnies prepared like fried chicken. In Kentucky, basic training. We’d actually had it a few times before somebody found fur on one. It does taste like chicken, but I just don’t like the idea of eating thumper. Henny penny I have no problem eating. I don’t like eating cute, fuzzy animals, and try to avoid it. Pig, cow, chicken, and fish/seafood aren’t, so they’re what’s for dinner.

    🙂

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  38. QOD: Currently, I have beef, pork, chicken. turkey, venison, oryx, antelope, elk, trout, lamb, and goat in my freezer. I have also eaten rattlesnake, buffalo, ostrich, emu, llama, porcupine, and mountain lion. I have learned that you can eat beef, goat and lamb head. Tastes pretty much like a roast. I always make tamales from pig head.
    Macho(sp) is an unusual Mexican dish that is made when you butcher a lamb or goat. It is prepared with thin strips of liver, heart, kidneys, and sometimes lung wrapped in the thin caul of fat which surrounds the abdomen and then tied with the “milk gut”. This is then baked and sliced, served with tortillas, beans and salsa.
    We had mountain oysters earlier in the week.
    The one food I cannot eat is menudo. To me it smells and tastes like the odor you get when you accidentally puncture something when gutting a beef. Yuck!

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  40. As soon as I hit “post comment”, something said to me,
    “That Cheryl is going to get mad at me.”
    But what can you say to someone who doesn’t eat okra?

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  41. GG Liddy once ate a rat. He did it to prove that any animal with fur is edible.
    That’s what he said, whether it’s true or not, I don’t know.
    In fact, I don’t even know what calamari and tripe is.
    My dad used to make hogshead cheese. But I never ate any, that I know of.
    When they killed a hog, everything was used somehow.
    Pickled pigs feet? Anyone?

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  42. AJ

    Some American Indians — I was at a feast day and it was put in front of me. Excessively rude to refuse food in native culture as it conveys a message that you are too good to eat with your host. All I can say is that it was, uhm, tender and not my happiest eating moment.

    You’re spot on on Chinese and really most Asian cooking. And the squid, you never know — it’s tender and not chewy when it’s well cooked.

    And thumper is just plain good eatin. Never tried squirrel though.

    Chas,

    Oh headcheese — never had the pleasure, sounds awful.

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  43. Chas- I think tripe is cow gut.

    AJ- Though tripe sounds awful, have you ever had the Mexican soup called menudo? It has tripe and I love it!

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  45. I love fried okra if it is cooked right. I enjoy most foods, but have never had really exotic foods. Seems like I remember something called souce (sp?) that my in-;law’s neighbors would bring back from vacations in Pennsylvania Dutch country. It was a strange combination of parts of maybe a pig—like ears, snout, etc all ground up. Someone else may know more about it.

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  46. Some of you are much more adventurous than me! I’ve had calamari (and liked it!), veal, venison (in Texas, you’re considered strange if you haven’t had venison), duck (yuck), and rabbit. No organs (except the gizzards in my Mom’s Thanksgiving stuffing, which I quit eating during my first pregnancy 14 years ago because I suddenly couldn’t abide the smell and taste).

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  47. Hey Everyone! I got lost for awhile and bumped into The Real AJ on Michelle’s blog and he invited me to the party. Now I know where to find everyone. Hellooooo!

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  50. CB’s story reminds me of a mission trip to Mexico. Our last night we went to a nice restaurant. Dessert was a goat’s head. He sat there looking at you while you ate his brains. I was thankful when one of the youth ate his eyeballs.

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  55. Interestingly, while my family loves Caesar dressing and we have all had it many times, we have RARELY had anchovies in an Caesar dressings we’ve eaten. RARELY.

    I know that it is “common knowledge” among some people that Caesar has anchovies, but it really doesn’t . SOME Caesar dressings apparently does, and it is disputed whether or not the original recipe had any in it. (According to Wikipedia, though, the original did NOT.)

    I think it must be a “part of the country” kind of thing, because — as often as I’ve had it — I’ve rarely (very, very rarely) had it with anchovies in it. (And, yes, I do notice the difference.)

    According to the web sites I checked to be sure, it is important just to ask. Most restaurants will tell you.

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  57. I will try most foods, but I will draw the line at some of the “yucky” stuff — if I know about it. No dog, no cat, and NOTHING that looks at me. Plus, I’m afraid that I have a very limited repertoire in the seafood section. I just don’t care much for most fish, and do not even try to eat anything that is crustacean.

    Part of it is how distant I can get from the kill. In other words, it should 1) absolutely not have eyes, 2) absolutely NOT look like it did when it was alive, and 3) should have been killed humanely (or allow me to naively believe it was killed in such a way.)

    Thus, I hate fishing, as the fish seems to be hurt in the process. I can’t abide hearing about something that struggled, or was in pain, being on my plate. The thought of most crustaceans being boiled alive just nauseates me. I realize that I probably have to do a lot of lying to myself in order to be an omnivore, but — when I can choose — I do choose to buy grass-fed, pasture-raised meat and free-range chickens (and their eggs).

    I don’t usually judge others if they do choose to indulge, although I wish we’d adopt more humane practices in our rearing of “for food” animals.

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  58. The only exception? Probably due to tradition, I do cook turkey for holidays. I don’t like that it still looks like a turkey. But, there you go. We’re all hypocrites in some way or another, aren’t we? 😉

    But, I long since learned that no one in my family will eat chicken still on the bone. I will … if someone else cooks it. But, even I have grown MORE queasy about it, rather than less, over the years.

    If I were required to survive out in the wilderness, as much as I do best health-wise on meat, I’d probably have to become a vegetarian. 😦

    Or, if I could convince myself that chickens are stupid (I’ve heard that they are), maybe I could kill a chicken. I suppose if I were hungry enough … or, more likely, my kids were hungry enough.

    Strange how finicky we can be (speaking of me!) when we are able to be, because of the blessings of living in a country where one can purchase meat all safely, and secretly, wrapped in cellophane by the “meat fairies.”

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  59. I’m with Tammy, fishing seems especially harsh to me. Sigh. I do eat fish and I do eat meat. I probably don’t reflect on some of these issues as much as I should.

    I do believe that God has given us dominion over creation. But I also think our dominion ought to be exercised with mercy.

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  61. I don’t view chickens as stupid, I view them as mean self centered maniacs. They will peck one of their own to death with very little inducement. They will kill each others’ babies. They will eat anything that moves. I don’t mind enjoying them on the table. But I want it done humanely.

    Actually, come to think of it, a lot of animals will do similar. The goats will pound one that is sick or different from what they want. We had the whole flock turn on one of the new kids (goat) when it contracted some thing that eventually killed it. They would just pound the poor thing. Dogs will do that, though some will be nurturing.

    But I do want it done humanely if I am going to eat them. I don’t eat dog, that was an example of cruelty in animals. Though I am sure I would if an opportunity like CB’s came up.

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  62. 1. Chickens are very stupid at being people. They are pretty smart at being chickens. Probably the way the Lord meant it. I imagine Him sitting up in Heaven looking at a flock and saying, “Here. This is called ‘pecking.; This is calld ‘scratching.’ This is called ‘laying’ [Get your mind out of hen house!]

    2. Although my wife and I love to eat chicken, and she cooked me a lovely chicken dinner for my 69th birthday, she would rather die than imagine eating Big Mama, Moll, Lucy, or Midnight. Lucy jumps on her, and my wife speaks sternly to her, just as you dog and cat lovers speak sternly to your dog/cat when they misbehave.

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  63. We let our rabbits go free for the winter, figuring it would be easier for them to find warmth and water rather than being in cages and having to wait to have their water thawed. They are quite content and quite friendly still. But they sure fight if they get close to each other. All four are females and they have five acres to hop around in. Rabbit fights are ugly.

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  64. There may be a few people here who remember a blog I kept about my granddaughter from age of 2 to age of 7. Now that she is almost nine, and can read, I don’t write it any more. Tomorrow my wife and I and the mommies will take her for a walk around a lake. She was a brat as a babe (which made for a blog a few people found very funny). Now she is an almost perfectly behaved little lady.

    Her friend just got pierced ears and told Random Granddaughter how painless it is. She is so excited at the idea of getting her ears pierced she can hardly stand it. My wife has bought her two pairs of tiny, beautiful earings.

    I am printing out all of her blog life story. (The first year was lost because a server in the “cloud” failed; the rest is available.) It’s a slow, laborious process. I am going for my PSA test next week. I am old enough I may die or go senile first.

    I will show her the binder where I am putting it (though not letting her read it) and telling her it is for her 18th birthday, when she will legally be an adult (except for alcohol). I will tell her that Grandma and the Mommies may not want her to read it, so I want her to know about it so if she wants to she can read it. It may bore her or irritate her or offend her, but that will be her decision as an adult.

    I don’t hate God or Christ. I am quite sure they don’t exist. I have always sought truth and abhorred falsity. Just as Christians feel compelled to spread their meme (of Christianity, which is clearly if slowly fading) I feel compelled to spread the meme of secular compassion for no reason and seeking truth by empirical means. It won’t be a big part of what I try to give to her as my heritage, but I will politely urge her to be a kind atheist, and not fall for the widespread (if now much kinder than in Roger Williams’ day) nonsense of religious belief.

    As with all children, no matter how hard you try, she will do what she wants to do and her life will turn out as it turns out, and she will believe whatever she’s gonna believe. I hope aliens will land on earth before I die (humans bore me beyond belief now), but they won’t. We’re alone in a cold, uncaring universe and our fate is in our own hands. As Pogo said, “We have met the enemy and he is us.”

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  65. Peter, I’ve had menudo (from a can); that’s where I ate tripe. We all agreed it was gross and we never wanted it again.

    Mumsee, I too am a “no sauce” person: no gravy, etc., though I have learned to like a couple of types of salad dressing. I usually eat salad without it. One of my nephews has the same issue, only “more so.” (He doesn’t like mayo either, or at least not when he was little.)

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  66. ” Chickens are very stupid at being people. They are pretty smart at being chickens. Probably the way the Lord meant it. I imagine Him sitting up in Heaven looking at a flock and saying, “Here. This is called ‘pecking.; This is calld ‘scratching.’ This is called ‘laying’ [Get your mind out of hen house!] ”

    Random! Good to see you. I thought you don’t believe in the Lord. methinks perhaps, you really do. (Somewhere way down deep in your Random Heart. 🙂 )

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  67. I also don’t care for most “sauces.” And while I like a *little* bit of gravy, I hate it when they pour it all over everything — potatoes, meat, dressing. Ugh. if I order a turkey dinner in a restaurant during Thanksgiving-Christmas season, I always ask for the gravy to be on the side.

    I do like salad dressing, but only a little bit since it goes a long way (oil-and-vinegar based or a tiny bit of ranch or bleu cheese). But salads usually need a little something on top for me.

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  68. Well, half the equation is there. Random has assessed the human condition pretty accurately — “We have met the enemy and he is us.” It’s the bad news before you hear (really hear) and understand the Good News. 😉

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