On Thu, 25 Nov 2004 18:35:07 GMT, "Calif Bill"
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"Short Wave Sportfishing" wrote in message
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On Thu, 25 Nov 2004 14:14:56 GMT, "Eisboch"
wrote:


Harry Krause wrote in message
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Hmmmm. I love french-fried squid, but...braised squid...one of our
local
restaurants has it...never tried it. Lasagna and chestnuts sounds
unusual to me. I cook everything from scratch here, even a pumpkin pie,
but it's all off the list of customer and reasonable...

Hehe - I sorta screwed that up when I wrote it. The lasagna and chestnuts
are two different dishes.

Mrs. E's sister has an unusual taste in food that is sometimes downright
disgusting. In addition to the squid, she also loves tripe and those
horrible, revolting pig's feet that come in glass bottles. YuK!

One of my wife's relatives has similar tastes including, I'm not
making this up, eel pie.

Disgusting.

Later,

Tom

The Pig's feet are good, but Chestnuts are not high on the list. Only
Chestnuts I really liked were at a Chestnut festival in the Cinque Terre
region of Italy. They ground the chestnuts into flour and made pancakes of
them and filled with Pancetta or Fromage. Youngest Daugher and her
boyfriend arrived late last night, Made the Apple Pie yesterday and Wife
makes the Italian spinach and olive dressing for the bird today.


Don't try this at home!

While enjoying the quietness of post Thanksgiving at a friend's house,
we decided to roast some chestnuts on the open fire in his fire place.

We went to the store, got some chestnuts, came home, and tried to
figure out how they did it in the song.

We decided to wrap them in tin foil and just lay them on one of the
flatter chunks of firewood already burning. Then we just sat there
with our toddies, all snuggled with our wives, waiting for them to get
roasted. We didn't know how long this would take, but figured a half
hour or so ought to do the trick.

About ten minutes later, all hell broke loose. The damn chestnuts
started exploding like cherry bombs. Chunks of chestnut, pieces of
tinfoil, and burning embers were flying around the room until someone
had enough sense to pull the fireplace screen closed!

That was another romantic evening turned to crap.

John H

On the 'PocoLoco' out of Deale, MD,
on the beautiful Chesapeake Bay!