Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Soooo Silly, Silly, Silly!

Here's the article. You be the judge.

Fudging the vanilla
What other flavors can replace that essential extract in a fudge recipe? The Daley Question offers options
By Bill Daley, Tribune Newspapers
March 8, 2011


Q: I want to make fudge but I don't have vanilla—is there anything else I can use? And which milk is better, condensed or evaporated?—Shayna Bracha Farber, Skokie

"I'd suggest she add a little, taste and then decide if she wants more,'' Greenspan said.

"If she uses an oil, like lemon or orange or peppermint, she should use even less."

And when it comes to liqueurs, a little can go a long way, too.

Another instance in which it's best to taste as you go.

"As for choosing either condensed or evaporated milk, up to you.

Remember, condensed milk is already sweetened ("Condensed vs. sweetened milk," Jan. 18).

It's best for desserts and baked goods.

Look at your recipe; you may need to adjust the amount of sugar or other sweeteners depending on which milk you use.

Do you have a question about food or drink? E-mail Bill Daley at: wdaley@tribune.com. Snail mail inquiries should be sent to: Bill Daley, Chicago Tribune, 435 N. Michigan Ave., Chicago 60611. http://twitter.com/billdaley

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This TWIT never actually answered Silly Shayna's Silly Question, did he?


He merely assumed she would have "an oil, like lemon or orange or peppermint" in her cupboards, when she DOESN'T EVEN HAVE FREAKIN' VANILLA!

Just who is this "Bill Daley", and is he related to the now-almost-forgotten Mare Chicago??

Perhaps, today, we all should...

...take a bit of time to think about the USA, our 'homeland'...and pray also that it be blessed?

Feeling ill today...

...as the throat is sore, the glands are swollen, and the nose seems to want to run through every street in Chicago...so much for a very compromised immune system, thanks to the bacteria Cryptosporidium and John Norquist, the former Mayor of Milwaukee, WI (my hometown) who eventually resigned.

Sooooo, I wrote, as I am apt to do:

Day and night

Sirens scream in the night:
Up and down this street
Of this, the northernmost neighborhood
Of Chicago.

I wake, though,
Knowing they aren't coming for me.

For which I thank the Creator:
Once.
Twice.
And again.

Monday, March 7, 2011

First, he did this...



Then, he did this...



From Wiki:

John Lee Hooker (August 22, 1917 – June 21, 2001) was an American blues singer-songwriter and guitarist, born near Clarksdale, Mississippi. Hooker began his life as the son of a sharecropper, William Hooker, and rose to prominence performing his own unique style of what was originally closest to Delta blues. He developed a 'talking blues' style that was his trademark. Though similar to the early Delta blues, his music was metrically free. John Lee Hooker could be said to embody his own unique genre of the blues, often incorporating the boogie-woogie piano style and a driving rhythm into his masterful and idiosyncratic blues guitar and singing. His best known songs include "Boogie Chillen'" (1948) and "Boom Boom" (1962).

Hooker's life experiences were chronicled by several scholars and often read like a classic case study in the racism of the music industry, although he eventually rose to prominence with memorable songs and influence on a generation of musicians.

For those of you who might find it significant for yourselves to call me a 'racist, I truly wish Mr. John Lee Hooker and Mr. Cab Calloway--two of my 'idols' whom I was fortunate enough to meet and spend some time with--were still around to trounce you into the ground. They would have. Believe me.

And never forget...

...136 years ago today, Alexander Graham Bell was granted the FIRST patent for the telephone.

When your cell phone rings, and you answer by saying, "Yeah, I'm on de bus. Whatchu wan'?", you might want to take a moment, in silence, and thank your Creator?

Because it ain't all abou'chew, Watson!

The intense genius of a very sexy man...

..has apparently come to an end.

Enjoy this, shot on Phil Collins' farewell tour

Even now...

...after all these years...you might just want to really think about these lyrics?

And use your own God-given IMAGINATION?



Imagine!

For some reason, I am taken back 40 or so years in my research, and can only come up with this old New England adage from the time of Ben Franklin et al:

Use it up.

Wear it out.

Make it do,

Or do without.

John Lennon may have approved of this...or not. But I most certainly do!

This makes me giddy....

...because Bill Morton blames his own laziness on "post-election solitude"!

Click to enlarge the lie

Is this the same premise you're using, Bill, that prevents you from paying back the rent monies ($1,425) I loaned you, with the assurance of your payback, all the way back in 2009?

And are you and yours are so downtrodden after the NOVEMBER and FEBRUARY elections, that you have forgotten that it was I who financed the Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce?

And that you and your cohorts are now desperately in arrears re: the agreed-upon payback?

Oh, Bill Morton...and fake Bishop James Alan Wilkowski, and Tsering Dorjee, and Toni Duncan, and Jay Ahmed, and Nina Interlandi Bell, and anyone associated with Bill Morton: it's all gonna come back atcha, and I don't have to raise a finger or even leave my house!

Before I eat them...

...I wanted to show you the beauty of today's produce shopping. Aren't they gorgeous?

BTW, the 'leaf bowl' is my own recreation: kraft paper, Sobo glue, wire, paint sponged on in three colors, floral tape, a little copper bronze powder mixed in acrylic polyurethane and a finish coat of sprayed polyurethane.

The 'leaves' are hand-cut from tracings of real maple leaves I found in my neighborhood.

Because the smaller leaves are attached to flexible aluminum wire, the four 'branches' can be adjusted as I please, to sit on the table or on the pedestal stand, where this piece normally resides.

This is one-of-a-kind. I don't know if I would ever make another, as it took the better part of three weeks--lots of 'dry-time'.

By tomorrow, some of this fruit will no longer exist (I'll have eaten it!), so savour this photo while you may.