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You vill eat for the Homeland.

Seriously -- the shitstorm is a'coming. Especially if/when Obamacare goes through. We'll all be doing jumping jacks at gunpoint.

Citizens: Pay your taxes! Eat your gruel! Live long -- but not too long!

Really? I've made stock out of the odd bits but never eaten them (intentionally). I know some folks like the heads. You eat the shells too?

And for the record, I ate half my meal de-veined, the other half not. I always de-vein when I serve to others but personally I doubt there's much inside there that can survive the shrimp, then the cooking, and then my gut.

@Alan -- Actually, the worst thing about this post is the lack of linkage to any songs fromMeat Is Murder. What gives, Baylen? Are you a child of the 80s or not?

Thanks Sabayon! Good to know. I don't think implementation is impossible -- I'd like to see it done at stores' initiative (apparently IKEA charged for bags before they removed them entirely). I'm just skeptical that even if they divvy up the money, whatever the state allows the stores to keep won't cover the whole cost -- bag, implementation, etc. -- and so folks who bring their own bags will still end up being punished.

Jessica,

It's a joke. You know, Freud and such.

Now interestingly enough, I got into El Presidentes a few weeks ago around election time. My vintage Mr. Boston (48th printing, December 1969) lists not one but two El Presidente recipes; the second sounds closer to yours, with vermouth, rum, and a dash of bitters. However, numero uno caught my fancy: juice of one lime, 1 tsp pineapple juice, 1 tsp grenadine, and 1.5 oz of rum over cracked ice. Problem is that it makes a short cocktail, gone in two sips.

Currently I'm into rum swizzles. A pitcher of those take me where I'm going.

Did you happen to see a cat chasing a brown mouse nearby?

Yes, pumpkin pie is good, but have you ever had it with pumpkin ice cream?

Wow. And wow again. It's hard to type with all the drool on my keyboard.

The Caja is a fantastic innovation. Essentially you're pit-roasting the pig like they do in Hawaii and elsewhere in the South Pacific but without the mess of having to dig an actual hole.

If that's true, then I have to hand it to her. The hottest thing I ever ate was a phaal in a restaurant somewhere on the outskirts of London. Nearly dissolved my skull.

Nice thing about the UK is that phaal is actually on the menu. Here you have to ask for it.

Bon appetit. Show those bivalves no mercy!

Is the reason you can't eat snakehead fish because they're classified as an invasive species and regulators are worried they'll slither out of their tanks and into the nearest body of water?

And the Boston Herald apologized! Walsh has been revealed to be the POS liar he is! The haters can suck it! Huzzah!

A great day indeed.

I think post-Katrina Louisiana may have become the new New Jersey: Only the strong survive.

Nice. In your next episode you should make a cosmotarian.

My buddy and I have a fantasy of going to Alabama one of these years to hunt feral pigs. Preferably with atlatls.

I just discovered Vermont Smoke and Cure: thick-sliced bacon cured in maple syrup. Makes a thick glaze in the pan when you cook it, which I then use to scramble my eggs. Holy frijoles it's good.