Sigh, all that lovely fat.... did you rescue any of it...?How sad... I have memories of watching my mom carefully trim off any
As with most diet-conscious folks, they're lipophobic.
The delicious stuff got tossed on the spot, without my
being able to do any salvage work.
visible fat from the meat, since Daddy didn't like things to be
fatty.... I got past that after I left home... obviously... ;)
Interestingly, whenWell, that's chicken and not beef.... and people aren't particularly
I take down a chicken for them, they happily munch on
the cracklings that result and don't object to my using
the rendered yumminess to cook their vegetables in.
consistent, anyway... ;) I also remember Daddy always going after the
"good stuff", the drippings from under the rack on the broiling pan, including the cooked blood and the fat mixed in with it... :) That I
still do, although I don't use the rack... ;)
difficulty digesting it after a while, and we went to tenderloin or top sirloin or ribeye steaks for broiling or pan-frying... fairly rare, of course... I've not done any proper stew for ages now, though...OK. ;)
Chuck. enough said.
Just a little too close to home, I suppose... ;)Someone at the gig showed me that he'd scanned theFigures.... ;0 I think there may have been a pedal for turning pagers
music and put it on his iPad, which was fitted with
a pedal for "turning pages." It seemed clever, but
I couldn't read the part off it. And while he was
joyfully demonstrating this, it malfunctioned anyway.
on that gal's setup, too... But hers was obviously much more enlarged
than your friend's setup....
The guy who arranged the Dohnanyi thing for the
other day was waxing enthusiastic about this new
$1600 device that displays two pages at a time
at a resolution exceeding that of the printed part.
I recounted this story to him and he chuckled uneasily.
... Television is a medium: neither rare nor well done...
Quoting Michael Loo to Nancy Backus on 11-24-18 22:16 <=-
Sigh, all that lovely fat.... did you rescue any of it...?How sad... I have memories of watching my mom carefully trim off any
As with most diet-conscious folks, they're lipophobic.
The delicious stuff got tossed on the spot, without my
being able to do any salvage work.
visible fat from the meat, since Daddy didn't like things to be
fatty.... I got past that after I left home... obviously... ;)
If you'd helped in the kitchen, you could have done
a bit better with salvaging.
I carved the Thanksgiving
turkey this year and thus got all the floppy bits of
skin, putting the pretty bronzed pieces on the platter
(where they languished until I ate them anyway).
Interestingly, whenWell, that's chicken and not beef.... and people aren't particularly consistent, anyway... ;)
I take down a chicken for them, they happily munch on
the cracklings that result and don't object to my using
the rendered yumminess to cook their vegetables in.
Fat is a fat is a fat, to paraphrase one of
California's most eminent poets.
I also remember Daddy always going after the
"good stuff", the drippings from under the rack on the broiling pan, including the cooked blood and the fat mixed in with it... :) That I
still do, although I don't use the rack... ;)
The rack has its purposes, especially for
quicker cooking, as it helps circulate the air
and brown the underside of the meat. Also, it
gives one something to lick, not unlike the
whisks or the dasher.
Just a little too close to home, I suppose... ;)Someone at the gig showed me that he'd scanned theFigures.... ;0 I think there may have been a pedal for turning pagers on that gal's setup, too... But hers was obviously much more enlarged than your friend's setup....
music and put it on his iPad, which was fitted with
a pedal for "turning pages." It seemed clever, but
I couldn't read the part off it. And while he was
joyfully demonstrating this, it malfunctioned anyway.
The guy who arranged the Dohnanyi thing for the
other day was waxing enthusiastic about this new
$1600 device that displays two pages at a time
at a resolution exceeding that of the printed part.
I recounted this story to him and he chuckled uneasily.
I chuckled, too, but only inwardly.
... Television is a medium: neither rare nor well done...
When I was a kid, it was rare, and from what
the nostalgists say, also well done.
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