Posts by sally jones
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Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
Jeez! I'll never make light of the lake's dangers again :(
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Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
Externally, definitely not.
Intriguing, Joe, especially the 'definitely'. They do say it's not what's on the outside that counts, but surely they can't be talking about men, in that case?
Yes, I remember that blancmange, quivering. But the sisters weren’t arguing with Kate, they were old tabbies terrified of Kate the bad tempered young maid, afraid to ask for jam.
Dyan, all that cake-baking (and eating) must have sharpened your faculties. Alas I fear in my case the reverse is true. I only remember the terrified blancmange, classic tunnel vision.
you take a bottle of vodka ...
This should be the start of all recipes.
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Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
It’s the Groke.
So it is Joe. Nothing at all like a giraffe/eel cross. More penguin and toad. But she is a she. Et tu?
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Hard News: What about that Welfare…, in reply to
“A fundamental reassessment of the rights and obligations attached to welfare is needed.”
Welfare is justified on the basis of the social contract made by free individuals to give up their unlimited freedom and agree to be governed and abide by the rules of the collective, in exchange for its protection and provisions, precisely for people in the event of bad fortune, illness, recession, etc. The contract is decided by people who don't know their own socio-economic status but who do know that in their society the richest 10% own 50% of the productive assets (roughly). Support for those who would otherwise struggle to feed, clothe and house themselves would be the first priority in the contract for those deciding what kind of laws and rights ought to prevail from a more impartial and democratic point of view.
Effective welfare is therefore the most ethically defensible public provision and should include public health and education. On its own, having just enough cheap food to eat is not enough to ensure the possibility of future prosperity. A just state must provide and protect that possibility for everyone. -
Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
While I’m sure that making the stuff can be raised to a high art, to me it will always be eel food.
Joe, it's funny you should mention the eel because you look a bit like an eel. If an eel and a giraffe mated they might produce you. It would be strange if one offspring inherited the giraffe's height and the other the eel's. Have you any offspring? Are they particularly good swimmers?
Meanwhile, I know nothing about blancmange. I like the word and try to introduce it into as many culinary conversations as possible but other than that, my life tends to carry on without any reference to the comings and goings of blancmange at all.
Although now that I think of it there is that famous literary blancmange in KM's Daughters of the Late Colonel. It gets a terrible state of the jitters in the presence of the two daughters arguing with the maid (I think). That was a very funny blancmange, if it was blancmange. -
I was brought up in Rangitira Ave in Takkers. At the back of us was Smales quarry land
Jackie: Is that quarry the site of the Smales Farm development next to Westlake Girls? When I first moved into the area there used to be cows grazing the grass there and now there are now corporate execs grazing the carpet. Big changes in ten, twelve years? Doesn't seem like much longer than that.
Did you swim in the lake? Most people think it's grubby from the ducks or dangerous with the weeds reaching up to pull you down like in Harry Potter. We've been swimming there every summer for ten years or so. It's so deep, weeds are certainly not an issue. Where they do grow around the edges it's shallow enough for most children to stand. A guy and a beer bottle did drown off our jetty a couple of years back. But you can't blame the lake for that.
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Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
Best you be extending that exception before I’m forced to whip out my Blueberry Sour Cream Cake
I think in a population of three or four billion we can allow two exceptions.
But whip away anyhay. Nothing like berry and cream; fresh, of course. -
Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
Yes it is. Especially when the knife slips when you get to cut and your sister gets to choose!
Ross: It is a cruel blow indeed for a girl to have a cake addiction and an older brother
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Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
Andy Warhol was reputedly that way too, though his ideas on cake-making were pretty primitive. Somewhere among his more twee musings he described taking two slices of bread and a piece of chocolate. You placed the “candy” on the bread, then the other slice on top, “and that would be cake”.
Well, sandwich springs to mind as an alternative to 'cake' to describe Warhol's creation.
I don't know, I am beginning to think that men really don't get cake. Exception of you Joe, naturally. -
Speaker: Dancing with Dingoes, Part II, in reply to
But loved the one-legged Aborignal boy & his laughter!
Islander: So did I :) Thank you
I should have read and responded to this yesterday or earlier today, very sorry for being a lazy so and so. My limp excuse is that we have a fourth teen coming to stay (from Brisbane) tomorrow and a political meeting tonight that I have to go to but would really rather not. Whenever I have something odious to deal with in the pm, the am is invariably spent sweating on the thought of the pm. Used to happen a lot when I was waitressing at night. The whole day would be wasted on worry. And usually one is asked to bring a plate of food. Well, one feels obliged to offer and the offer is invariably taken up. So onion and coriander curry balls with yoghurt and cucumber dip it is. But they don't make themselves.
Too bad though, I'm having a swim first. It's just so darned hot here in Auckland today! M (the OH) takes the boys to jump off the jetty into Lake Pupuke. I would go too, and do go mostly in Jan and Feb when it's hotter still, but it's becoming more and more of an effort to strip off and tog up.
But we're near to the beach, so even if the salt water dries out my hair to resemble seaweed fossil, there's nothing like the beach in NZ! The Aussie beaches are too samey, there's very little variation on pristine. I prefer the variation.
And give me the Pohutakawa over the gum any day. I think the two, distinctively native trees of each country work extremely well for a human or cultural metaphorical comparison between OZ and NZ.
Sorry for going on. Thanks again for your response. Others seem to like the Aboriginal boy too. He is about 65% 'real'. Much like the rest of us, I suppose.