I'll be having dinner with a friend who I went to primary school with way back in the 60s... we've been friends for a long, looooooong time. We haven't seen each other for a few years and we have a bit of catching up to do. We lost touch for a while, but she found me on School Friends. We live in different states and contact is spasmodic, but we're there...
Then on Saturday morning I have to go to the optometrist to get my new glasses fixed, I can't use them because they give me headaches, I hope they can be sorted . I suspect it's to do with the places where the different lenses start and finish...
So much I want to blog/whine/vent/rant about, but I haven't the time nor the iclination after work. Maybe during the weekend? I have a stack of links and stuff... it's just putting it together that takes a bit of time. Sometimes it's easy, sometimes it's a chore.
While I'm in the big smoke having dinner I might sneak to a Mexican restaurant and shout myself some warm cheese dip.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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If you are going to get Mexican, see if they have halapino chillis, crumbed, stuffed with cheese & deep fried. (i've had these in Darwin, trust me they are lush)
No, not Mexican.
I'll fill you in later.
I'm not a chilli eater, I just can't cope with the heat.
Pepper steak, yeah. Chilli, nope.
You can get mild sweet peppers done the same way - or do them yourself. Not a HOT chili eater myself, but like the sweet ones.
Language lesson. For me too!
Over here peppers are chilis, we call the ones without heat, your bell peppers I think, capsicums.
I'm not fussed on them, though I used to like them, they repeat.
Pepper steak here is with black pepper.
How are you anyway?
Language lesson from 1st husband's family: When I heard folks from southern Indiana talking about mangos being on sale & good in salads, I was intrigued, as I'd thought mango was a tropical fruit...and it was winter. Went to the Piggly Wiggly and sure enough, the sign said 'mangos - 4/$1' or whatever the price was...but they were not mangoes, they were bell peppers!
Green bell peppers (which then turn red when ripe) are ok, but I'm not big on 'em. Bit of jalapeno is nice in pico de gallo, but I can live without it.
When I was growing up, pepper steak was not the Chinese concoction with green bell peppers, it was something I learned to eat at the Kaiser-ek in Landstuhl, Germany, and the pepper was BLACK pepper! I remember I LOVED it. I was 11, I think. Thank you for validating my memory!
In general, I'm good - been watching the Pixie's cousins 3 or 4 days a week, busy as a one-legged man in an arse-kicking contest, but otherwise fine as ever...though I seem to have picked up a bug of some sort, feeling a bit nauseated & feverish the last 3 hours or so. Long as it passes by Monday morning, I'm good!
OMGoodness!
You said "arse". Does that mean that Australian Cultural Imperialism is crossing over the ditch, erm, the pacific?
Whoohooo!
Australian Cultural Imperialism is crossing over the ditch
I thought you'd notice that. Somehow it sounds right. I've always been fairly quick at picking up accents and using words in the local vernacular. I've got a bit of southern accent when most of my life has been spent elsewhere - but now I pick up BLOG accents and words, too!
Sheesh. Australian Cultural Imperialism indeed!
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