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Thank you! There are some autumns and springs when I am gifted with skinny but delicious wild turkey legs, and I can't think of a more perfect compliment (unless it would be morels in the spring) than dumplings. I will begin working on this recipe. And I so agree...all of our grannys probably had that magic touch.

Mmmm, poppydawn. You and I love the same foods. I have been searching for a delicious recipe for turkey and dumplings. If it's not a secret family recipe, would you care to share?

That would be very interesting to me. I have told the story here before...my grandfather was the orphaned son of an eastern European circus high wire act. My aunt still has the McGuffey reader where he was working out the spelling of his last name.

Oh, right! Your crack reporter.

My ex's last name is Smith. It was his mom's maiden name as well as his dad's.

Mine is not.

Outside of my family, I have never met ANYONE with my last name.

Heh.

Marlon Brando, Pocahontas and me. Have a terrific day, girl!

Tom Waits drives a Lexus SUV.

Ditto. I love this song. Haters can KMA.

Because of this thread I have been on a vindaloo and tikka masala bender. Pita fried in ghee works in a pinch for poori, but last night I googled recipes. Poori might just end up being my winter bread perfection.

I'd love to get a B&P of this as well. My daughter Sarah and I caught them, front row, this summer. Blown-a-fooking-way.

He was calling surreptitiously from a pay phone at a DC rest stop while his dad was taking his morning constitution. Send vibes.

I just received a disturbing call from Spawn who was on holiday in Virginia with his dad. Early this morning during their trip to the grocery store, a man was talking on his cell phone. They weren't even in line, but in the cheese section. Spawn said that his dad was so distraught that they had to leave the grocery store immediately and are now heading back to Jersey, not even 3 days into their holiday. Evidently Spawn gently suggested to his daddy that he should, "Just let it go", but gary was inconsolable replying, "You don't understand the nature of the problem."

I always knew I was a Buddhist in Catholic clothing.

Bacon.

My hair was slicked back with Bear's Grease if I remember correctly. It was very long in those days...way past my shoulders. Soon after I had it all cut off, and it was an inch long all over my head. Such was the fashion. It was all about androgyny, and I dug it. Thanks, flick (and everyone else too!). Yes, that's why I posted that picture yesterday. The artist that took that picture (and did my make up and posed me), is a painter who now lives and works in Dallas. We used to spend alot of time playing around like that, costumes, make up and interesting photos. It was pretty fun. He just yes

No.

Hmmm. That reminds me...

I wish.

I saw your Grace Jones pic post, Jude. And yeah, that photo was taken in the mid 80's. I dressed like this alot: Ah, the bad old days. Sorry to hijack. Carry on.

What do you make of a guy who is still painting your picture after 20 odd years? Painting based on this photograph:

I'm afraid to open it. He still has body part casts of me (from 20 years ago) that he likes to use in his artwork. Plus he runs the big erotic art/performance Halloween show in Dallas. I'll let you know.