Luckily, this is the short week

So we moved to the British Isles for this weeks culinary journey. Tonight we had Bashed Neeps (mashed turnips) and Cheese and Onion pasties. We also sampled three cheddar cheeses--one from England, one from Ireland, and one from Scotland. Bashed Neeps are from Scotland. Any time I came across a recipe with a name that gave no hint as to what it might be, it was Scottish. in fact, when I clicked on the Neeps recipe to find out what the heck a Neep was, the recipe just called for 250g Swedes. Which, I later found out, are turnips. Oh, those whacky Britons. There is quite a lack of green in the listing of tradtional British recipes. No shortage of cheese or butter, though, bless 'em. Cheese in the pasties. Hot buttered Swedes. Cheese sampling. Cadbury chocolate fingers for dessert. I have...a sour stomach. I'm grateful to only spend one more night in the UK.

Things from this post you shouldn't google: Hot buttered swedes. Pasties. Chocolate fingers.

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I'm trying them out to see which I prefer...

Okay, I'm going to try a real post, see how this feels to me. I really am still conflicted about which I like better. I've had a few problems with Blogger not letting me leave comments on blogs before and lord knows I don't want MY audience to suffer.

So, I totally FORGOT top model this week. I was watching Best Week Ever with Steve and a clip came on with a Chinese Lion heralding the fact that the ANTM sticks were going to China. The hell? I didn't see that! And then I realized that the return of the Most Holy Project Runway had overshadowed it entirely. I went and caught it that night on YouTube, of course.

The challenge on Model was a cruel tease. See it LOOKED like they were going to fulfill my fantasy abbout ANTM and PR coming together in a flurry of fabric, bad weaves, and high drama. But really? meh. The only noteworthy thing was that Tyra announced the trip to China BEFORE that week's elimnation. Which really had to suck for Ambreal. Hey we're going to China! Woo-hoo! hug hug jump squeal. Oh, no wait. Not you. You are going home. And this time, no one is going to save you. The big teaser about nekkid Heather goes nutzoid? Meh. but then we knew that would happen, right?

Like I said, Project Runway is back. Oh, how I wish I could go back in time, go to fashion school, and be on this show. I crave that the way I used to crave being on Sesame Street. Only instead of talking to a puppet, I'd get to talk to a puppetteer. I love Elisa. She got some silk and rubbed it all over the ground to get grass stains on it. She drapes the fabric on her own body. She looks like Ally Sheedy in breakfast club. And, as good ol' Tom and Lorenzo put it: this group seems to demonstrate a rather high collective opinion of themselves, and we would love it if the dirty girl in the corner of the cafeteria would show them up once or twice. And while I'm on the topic, PR fans who don't know about the Rungay boys--you must read their blog. hilarious. A sample grab:



"I ended up taking some silk chiffon and I decided that I would imbue it with a natural element and use grass stain as a staining method. In my own work often times I use teas, oils, and herbs to feed the fabrics."



"Yeah, that's great. Do you also use dog shit? Because you just did."

Seriously, they're the perfect condiment to the PR buffet.

AND they introduced me to PR Canada which...shh...I might kinda like better? Iman is just SO great. She really adds so much to the show. Heidi is sweet and lovely, but Iman...oh Mr. Bowie must be a very patient man.

Checking out the neighborhood...

Lord, how I fear change. And I've got all that archive over there on aol...but a pox on their houses. So, what do we think of this place?