I am not a poster. I am a crispy critter.

[The Zontron 7000]

I am an internet java script sent to infiltrate your site and transform you from political neanderthals into a modern 21st Century progressive mode.

This is your first warning.

Do not try and resist.

It is useless.

Accept your fate.

You will be assimilated.

[fanfan]

Kinda hard to stuff, tho.

[fanfan]

Awww.

Are you taking anything for the pain?

[Tax-chick]

You're not supposed to stuff them anymore ... germs.

[fanfan]

What?

We are really careful about food, and never get sick eating at home.

Restaurants, OTOH,......

[Tax-chick]

I'm just reporting what the food-safety nazis here have informed us. You can get salmonella, it appears, if your turkey (or large chicken) doesn't get thoroughly cooked, and it's more likely to be undercooked if it's stuffed.

Of course, these are the same food-safety nazis who require "Cook product before eating!" to be on the boxes of frozen pizza ...

[Not A Snowbird]

The dentist gave me vicotin (sp?), but I only need it at night. That's odd, I think.

It twinges during the day and is no big deal, but at night it throbs like crazy and I have to take a pill to sleep. But only after the sun goes down. Some kind of weird atmospheric-dental vibrations in the universe, maybe?

[sionnsar]

Sandy, sorry to hear that!

[Monkey Face]

So buy a box of stuffing mix and PRETEND it came from the turkey's "cavity."

[fanfan]

You can get salmonella, it appears, if your turkey (or large chicken) doesn't get thoroughly cooked, and it's more likely to be undercooked if it's stuffed.


Oh, that.

My DH/head chef is so incredibly anal about food safety.... that never happens at our place.

Now, if I were doing the cooking......

[Monkey Face]

I don't go anywhere this on weekend except to church. Ever. People are nuts!

[Monkey Face]

LOL!

[Not A Snowbird]

Me too!

Of course it happens over a holiday weekend. The dentist won't be back in the office until Tuesday, and I can't get in until Friday morning. I'll try and get in to see his partner sooner, and if that doesn't work I'll go back to my old dentist. I bet they can see me quicker, and they're not as cranky as this guy.

[fanfan]

I think the blood pressure in your head increases when you lay down.

Maybe thats it.

[Tax-chick]

If I were doing the cooking of anything that looks like dead animals, we'd be vegetarian!

[fanfan]

Haha.

The only thing I can't deal with is liver.

I hate trying to cut something that moves.

[Tax-chick]

Eeeew. My mother used to fix liver for my father and brother twice a year, and then she and I would go out for Chinese, and not come back until everything was cleaned up and the house aired.

[fanfan]

LOL

[Kindly Old Doc Tsu]

Everything hurts worse at night. Ask any doctor. Vicodin is an excellent product - a combination of hydrocodone (an opioid) and tylenol. The addition of an anti-inflammatory - say ibuprofen or naproxen (aleve) - if you can toloerate them, might prove useful as well. I hate tooth pain. And if you go to the ER with a toothache, the personnel look at you like you're some kind of druggie. Granted, I have treated people I knew were druggies by injecting the nerve in their gum, but I didn't use marcaine, I used lidocaine, which burns like all get out, and I didn't use a nice small 29 guage needle, i used a 25, which is sort of like a harpoon comparatively. And I put about a half cc in there, which is overkill in the extreme. Then I informed them that they couldn't possibly be in pain anymore, although they swore up and down that now they were dying. And they never came back. Dunno why not. I was very sweet to them.

[Kindly Old Doc Tsu]

Don't cook frog legs, then. The first time you fry them, they twitch and jump around. Tomorrow night, when you reheat them, they twitch and jump some more. Quite dead, the whole time. Been dead the entire time. Doesn't stop them from jumping around.

[fanfan]

Euuuu!

My mom made them once, but I didn't see her cook them.

We always had salad before dinner, and my Dad was late getting to the table.
Us girls had finished our salads, and we digging deep into what Mom called small chicken legs when Dad sat down and said " If you think I'm going to be eating any of those frog's legs..."