It was not altogether successful but was at least
as good as most of the things I've had marketed
towards gluten intolerants.

Some of them are good and some leave much to be desired. Like taste
and texture.

I don't mind extremely neutral-tasting pasta, such as
rice-based tends to be, but weird off flavors turn me
off - even these, though, can be remedied by assertive
sauces. Texture, well, most stuff marketed as gluten-free
is either gummy or crumbly, not things I like in pasta.

You've had chain pizza? Or worse yet school cafeteria pizza?

The worst has been Little Caesar's. On occasion I've

Papa John's was pretty horrible too, the only time I ever ate a
slice.

Apparently good value for the money though. I used
to go to a place called John's Pizzeria that got into
a dustup with Papa John and I believe succumbed and
became a franchise; shortly after it went belly-up
to the satisfaction of the locals' sense of irony.

gone to chains along with friends who have a hankering
for dubious pizza - had a buddy who really liked Pizza
Hut so went to one with her - not altogether bad, but
nowhere to visit barring extenuating circumstances -
such as trying to get a beer near Yellowknife airport.

I don't drink, so that's not an excuse I'll ever use.

Beer isn't drinking. Beer is the staff of life. [g]

successive stop wondering "What? This bozo worked at
La Caravelle?"

and why didn't he stay there and not come here?

The answer might be obvious.

And why isn't he back at Subway where he belongs?

Mr. Hypothetical lied about his background, which
lower-level places might be inclined to catch unless
they were truly desperate.

get a Master's to teach Special Ed, and they were sort of

cobbling

degree programs together back then. Including basket weaving.

It was said to be an academic staple among college
football players.

Not that I ever saw. Intro to basket weaving maybe.

One wondered about athletes and their generally
big hands more suited to carpentry 101 than basket
weaving.

So there's this star football player at Enormous State
University (what happened to Tank McNamara, by the way?), and
he's failing remedial math, so the coach comes to plead his
case with the professor. At length the professor allows his
arm to be twisted and offers the star a special one-question
"final exam." So the question: "what's seven plus seven?"
Star screws up his eyes and says, "twel ... uh ... fourteen?"
Coach immediately jumps out of his chair and shouts, "Prof,
give him a second chance!"

(LOL) Send 'em both back to first grade and get it over with?

Only rarely have I been severely under water - once I had
to sell my science-fiction collection (this before I was
given the Shipps' leftovers). and once I tried to sell my
favorite viola bow, which this Reuning guy said was
unfashionably heavy, and I'd never get anything for it,
so I ended up not trying. But on the whole, I've never been
comfortable but generally not in danger.

My science fiction collection wouldn't have brought enough to buy
catfood, so .... I've never made a ton of money either, but if I did
II'd lose my health coverage. With my autoimmune problems,
Affordable Care is a fiction more fantastic than anything in Weird
Tales.

It really is a dream, but one hopes that we wobble
closer to it as time goes on. This means taking
control away from the health conglomerates, whoever
they are, and however one can do that.

Zucchini has little if anything to break.
But the larger ones would make nice targets to practice your aim

with

the aforementioned gun.

I'd like to take a permanent break from zucchini.

The larger ones might make good fun-go bats.

I wonder if you dried them they might become
like loofahs.

Sayur Bening
Cat: Javanese, soup, main
serves: 2

2 cloves garlic
1 in piece ginger, broken open
3/4 ts salt
gula jawa [palm sugar] to taste
3 to 4 c bayem [amaranth]
1 ceme [loofah or sponge gourd], sliced
1 tomato, chopped

A simple broth with a spinach-like vegetable

Boil spices in 1 c water. Add vegetables.
Simmer for a few minutes.

To eat: scoop out the vegetables onto a bed of rice.
Eat with lots of sambal bawang (hot sauce), and
tahu/tempe bacem (stewed, marinated tofu/tempeh).

Bp. Wakidi Dwijamartono and K. Emerson, Solo, Java, 1999
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It was not altogether successful but was at least
as good as most of the things I've had marketed
towards gluten intolerants.

Some of them are good and some leave much to be desired. Like

taste

and texture.

I don't mind extremely neutral-tasting pasta, such as
rice-based tends to be, but weird off flavors turn me
off - even these, though, can be remedied by assertive
sauces. Texture, well, most stuff marketed as gluten-free
is either gummy or crumbly, not things I like in pasta.

Gummy ought to be reserved for kiddy candy, and crumbly for coffee
cake or pie toppings. I like tapioca pasta, because it has little
taste of its own and works great in all sorts of asian food. NOT as
spaghetti however. Please no.

Papa John's was pretty horrible too, the only time I ever ate a
slice.

Apparently good value for the money though. I used
to go to a place called John's Pizzeria that got into
a dustup with Papa John and I believe succumbed and
became a franchise; shortly after it went belly-up
to the satisfaction of the locals' sense of irony.

Our Papa John's went belly up too; they couldn't make money here.
The locals know what real pizza tastes like.

nowhere to visit barring extenuating circumstances -
such as trying to get a beer near Yellowknife airport.

I don't drink, so that's not an excuse I'll ever use.

Beer isn't drinking. Beer is the staff of life. [g]

Beer is stew base.

And why isn't he back at Subway where he belongs?

Mr. Hypothetical lied about his background, which
lower-level places might be inclined to catch unless
they were truly desperate.

He got his culinary degree from Whassamatta U?

degree programs together back then. Including basket

weaving.

It was said to be an academic staple among college
football players.

Not that I ever saw. Intro to basket weaving maybe.

One wondered about athletes and their generally
big hands more suited to carpentry 101 than basket
weaving.

I'd have figured shop classes for those guys; teaching shop is an
awesome gig anyway from what I can tell. You get to teach the use of
all sorts of cool machinery and they pay you money for it. I could
see football players lining up for that major.

II'd lose my health coverage. With my autoimmune problems,
Affordable Care is a fiction more fantastic than anything in

Weird

Tales.

It really is a dream, but one hopes that we wobble
closer to it as time goes on. This means taking
control away from the health conglomerates, whoever
they are, and however one can do that.

Medicare for you, at least. It's one of the few things Socialism has
gotten right.

I'd like to take a permanent break from zucchini.

The larger ones might make good fun-go bats.

I wonder if you dried them they might become
like loofahs.

Not stiff enough. They'd just go to slime.
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