A bad 2 AM cooking joke

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 Ah, one of my favorite subjects!!!. Being a woman, I have always strived to be thin ,,and I was, most of my life,without too much of a struggle.So I thought I would never have to worry about it!,,,Big joke,,,,let me just say,,being a tad past fifty,,,cough, cough,that it slowly gained on me.Ha, ha,,,It's a joke, but I dont think its funny, I had some health problems,I stopped being as mobile,and now I resemble a cute pudgy lil person,,All the rage is to get a personal trainer,,but to me that seems...

www.food BY KATHIE JENKINS Pioneer Press TwinCities.com - Pioneer Press 3/19/2007 What did we ever do before the Web? That's a question We frequently ask each other at the Pioneer Press food section. Thanks to the ability to bookmark, we've got a bevy of useful Web sites to turn to when we need help converting cooking measurements, finding a correct spelling for some esoteric ingredient or simply craving a little restaurant gossip. Below are our favorites. Check them out. And if you like...

I have a new wok. This makes me happy, but confused: why should it be that stir-fry cooked in a wok, although containing precisely the same ingredients I always use, tastes much better than stir-fry cooked in any other form of pan? (And by "much better", of course I mean "closer to the Platonic ideal that is stir-fry cooked by stv.") (Somewhere in the mists of time is an extended joke that was wandering around a select portion of my social circle, entailing a punchline about happy herds of wok,...

Do you know the real Paula Deen? You may think you know the butter-loving, finger-licking, joke-cracking queen of melt-in-your-mouth Southern cuisine. You may have even visited The Lady & Sons to taste for yourself the down-home delicacies that made her famous and even heard some version of her Cinderella story (a single mom with two teenage sons started a brown-bag lunch business with $200 and wound up with a thriving restaurant, a fairy-tale second marriage, and wildly popular television shows...

I, for one, welcome our new Soviet overlords. Heh heh heh. Yep. Ahh. Am on the reception desk today. A couple weeks (month?) ago, the PTB flipped out and were like, B is not to do the reception desk at lunch anymore, keep her off the desk, she should never go up there. Bzuh? OK. At first I missed my little Zen half-hour of reading webcomics and answering phones, but then I got used to, you know, actually getting work done, and it was nice to not have to be absolutely scheduled like clockwork...