I love this so much, I cannot even tell you. ESPECIALLY today. Today was a day I was needing doggies. And, you know, for very real reasons I don't have a doggy of my own.
I am THANKFUL for your doggy stories, while I wash the durned frozen turkey in water in the bucket to defrost it. I mean.
Edamame hummus! What a lovely idea. Do you just make regular hummus, but with edamame instead of chickpeas?
I get on the cellular telephone, and I say, "Mom, please pick up some edamame hummus while you're at Trader Joe's," and she says into her cellular telephone, "Righty-o," or rather some Minnesotan equivalent thereof, and lo.
Lo, I say. Lo.
And I forgot to answer. Thank you! I hope someday to live in such a magical city that has a Trader Joe's!
I am so glad you mentioned the Edamame Hummus. I would never have thought to try it (being a Emerald Kitchen Hummus fan) but I decided to follow your lead (since it worked so well with gingerbread).
And lo, it was delicious.
Ah, but *I* have an edamame hummus recipe, and although I cannot dredge it out of the vaults right now, I confirm that you make regular hummus but with edamame instead of chickpeas. However, he says cautioningly, I recommend that you do this only if you can find frozen, already-cooked, ready to heat-and-eat, shelled, edamame. For otherwise the effort of steaming/boiling and shelling enough edamame to make hummus would kill you. Also, for some reason, I find that edamame hummus needs extra salt.
That's good to know! Thank you!
I should note that the kind I get specifically refers to itself as a low-sodium hummus and tastes lovely to me, but I like less salt in things than, like, anybody who is not timprov
. Or possibly markgritter
at this point, since he's been living with me and timprov
for this long.
Jazzdog was the same way as Honey, only with my dad instead of your mom. My sister once handed the dog a tomato; he bit into it and spat it out. Dad picked it up, made chom-chom-chom sounds with it near his mouth, and gave it back to the dog... who basically didn't chew, so eager was he to eat it. Jazz would also follow Dad through the garden and harvest the beans he liked.
My dog, Tirma, will give me a horribly guilty, pained look when I drop a carrot on the ground. And then she will eat it, but it's very clear that she does Not Approve.
*giggles* My Megan is like that also.
She'll even eat black olives--if I give them directly to her from my hand, AND let her watch me eating them--but she makes these horrid/hilarious retching noises as she eats them.
(To be fair, I only did that once.. ... welllll, okay three times--the second was to show my guy, the third was to show my cousin and best friend.. cause... toooo funny.)
Alchemical dog nose! When the next two weeks try to beat me down and stand on me, I will say, "By the power of the alchemical dog nose, I defy you!" And then I will giggle. ^_^
Hee hee . . . I so want to be able to click "like" here.
Charley bear is like Honey. What JD or I give her (is it possible to have two alphas?) is Food, because we're Eating It.
Why were you saying wah? Because of a cold, cold nose?
Jordan also has a cold, cold nose, which is locally referred to as the cat prod.
I am sorry for Ista's philosophical dilemma, and your cold ankle, but this made me laugh uproariously.