|The Western All Terrine and Pate Eaters Society “WATAPEAS” will be holding the Second Annual International Terrine Tasting “SAITT" this Saturday in Garden Stadium (a secret location near Vancouver BC).|
Cooks are working now on both sides of the border to prepare patés, terrines, galantines, ballotines, tourchons......
Cellarmasters are racking their brains for wine choices (a process that leaves the sediment behind:-)
Rumor has it that Jenise is out tracking down a wild boar to render into some savoury preparation.
Expectations are that all participants will end up well SAITTED.
Developing news and notes with pictures as soon as participants recover sufficiently to type.
Notes from last year's event
|Especially now that I've discovered I'm serving LAST. (Next year Ken will have to fight me for the vegetable slot.) :)|
|We can just get together and vote you honourary vegetable this year! We need more protein, not less.|
Glad to see that the boar you said you were bringing refers to the terrine, not the company!
|And sorry, I'm a girl, so you'll never hear me agree with "more protein, not less". |
This conversation has apparently revealed a new way to torture you.
|What does the lack of a Y chromosome have to do with eating protein. |
I have known many women that weren't averse to a little protein intake!
"Mmmm, I like the tomatoes in the salad."
is markedly different than
"What a tomatah!", in which case the subject didn't neccessarily grow in a garden.
As to protein preferences of the sexes, come on! Surely you've noticed that the fairer sex always orders salad?
|Yeah - washed down by a milkshake more like, and followed by a chink of pie a la mode that would choke a hungry hippo!|
Doing lip service while chowing down like an accomplished trencherman (trencherwoman?).
I once went on a date with such a woman. Got the "Oh I'm not hungry so I'll just have a piece of toast" routine. Then asked to taste my meal. I sat there and watched her pretty much consume the whole thing, and when 'we' were finished, because she hadn't ordered a main course, she felt justified in having dessert.......
(I am not referring to SWMBO, BTW, so I am not inadvertently offering you any ammunition to be used against me...)
Anywa - stop posting and get back to cooking, the count down is at 53 hours and counting. Is your boar in hand yet?
|...it's just lip service? Tsk tsk! You've been dining with the wrong women! Many of us order salad because we honestly love green food, and many of us also never order dessert. |
The boar is about to be collected.
|Say hello for me......|
|...ugh. Where is Stuart when we need him?|
|Out in the garden, tending his |
|I'd say either sitting with Jimmy in their respective skivvies in front of the big screen tv watching re-runs of old Iron Chef and strangely twisted videos of anthropomorphic airplanes with bizarre personas, or down at 99 Ranch checking out the hot tomatoes and the ripe melons in the produce section.|