My wife makes Jambalaya with brown rice or Basmati rice.
but I still don't understand the issue with parboiled rice?
Hey, vinegar and salt chips with Tabasco sauce taste great!
Oh, and I have a cat story,
My daughters found a kitten in the wheel well of the neighbor's car, and guess what they did? They brought it home. Now my two cats Squeaker and Dolly Cow are very upset. Dolly Cow is so upset that she will not come out while the kitten is out in the living room with the girls. Why is DC upset? Because I said we couldn't have three cats, so my girls thought to give DC to one of the families in the church. When I heard this I was shocked, and went to look for DC, and found her by the back door scowling. I told the girls that I guess we have to keep all three cats. The kitten is too little right now to give to anyone I know, and DC isn't going anywhere. So, please pray that no more kittens are found anywhere around my home. Also pray that my daughters do not bring any more animals home.
You don't understand his issue with parboiled rice... and I am not so sure he does either. You know how Ferd is when he gets on a tangent. It's like the ramblings of a madman.
Parboiled likes me and I like it, even though I know brown rice is the best for you.
Nothing can redeem salt and vinegar chips.. Not hot sauce... Not even queso dip.
I'm not so sure I can fill those prayer requests, but DC sure sounds like she is not into the new kitty. She'll warm up, you will have three kitties.. and you won't notice much difference till the kitten gets bigger and wants to sit on whatever material you are reading. LOL
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The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise. - Psalm 51:17
Jude 21 Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life. 22 And of some have compassion , making a difference : 23 And others save with fear, pulling [them] out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.
I'm gonna have me some of my leftover jambalaya shortly for a late lunch and I can assure you, there is nothing styrofoamy about it.
Now, if you are talking about minute rice I would agree.
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The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise. - Psalm 51:17
Jude 21 Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life. 22 And of some have compassion , making a difference : 23 And others save with fear, pulling [them] out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.
You don't understand his issue with parboiled rice... and I am not so sure he does either. You know how Ferd is when he gets on a tangent. It's like the ramblings of a madman.
Parboiled likes me and I like it, even though I know brown rice is the best for you.
Nothing can redeem salt and vinegar chips.. Not hot sauce... Not even queso dip.
I'm not so sure I can fill those prayer requests, but DC sure sounds like she is not into the new kitty. She'll warm up, you will have three kitties.. and you won't notice much difference till the kitten gets bigger and wants to sit on whatever material you are reading. LOL
this is just so wrong.
my tangents ALL hare very sound basis in science and reality.
salt and vinegar chips with tobacco is Da Bomb!
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my tangents ALL hare very sound basis in science and reality.
salt and vinegar chips with tobacco is Da Bomb!
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Originally Posted by Ferd
Because I put it in my mouth and my mouth rejected it as disgusting.
So funny...
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The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise. - Psalm 51:17
Jude 21 Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life. 22 And of some have compassion , making a difference : 23 And others save with fear, pulling [them] out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.
You don't understand his issue with parboiled rice... and I am not so sure he does either. You know how Ferd is when he gets on a tangent. It's like the ramblings of a madman.
Parboiled likes me and I like it, even though I know brown rice is the best for you.
Nothing can redeem salt and vinegar chips.. Not hot sauce... Not even queso dip.
I'm not so sure I can fill those prayer requests, but DC sure sounds like she is not into the new kitty. She'll warm up, you will have three kitties.. and you won't notice much difference till the kitten gets bigger and wants to sit on whatever material you are reading. LOL
Salt N Vinegar chips are very good for you.
Especially with some Mcilhenny.
My cats (because I'm the one who feeds and cleans up after them) never sit on anything I don't want them to sit on. While I'm studying or sitting at my desk, they rest on the couch and chairs next to my desk. The kitten seems to be running on continual electricity because she doesn't seem to slow down. My two other cats just stare at the kitten then shoot me a look. A sister in our church family just laughs and thinks the whole thing is funny because I wasn't going to have any animals. Yet, as my girls got older the animals started showing up. Animals which I take care of. Squeaker was the first cat. I was driving home from the supermarket with my daughter and she saw this tiny little infant kitten (eyes still closed shut) on the highway right in the middle of traffic. She said "daddy, please turn around and go get the little kitten in the road" so, I turned the car around, and blocked the traffic with my car as my daughter scooped up the new born kitten. Don't ask me how the kitten was left there, I really don't know. Yet, we brought the new born kitten home and my daughter feed it out a little toy baby bottle. The next one to show up was Dolly Cow, I was asked to take DC's pregnant mother but flatly refused. I was sure not going to have a pregnant cat in the house, and sure didn't want to be saddled with who knows how many kittens. But another sister in the church family took the mother, and somehow I ended up with Dolly Cow. The rest is now history in the making. But I'll tell you right now, there will be no more kittens, no more no more.
__________________ "all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed."
~Declaration of Independence
Because I put it in my mouth and my mouth rejected it as disgusting.
Please explain?
__________________ "all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed."
~Declaration of Independence
My cats (because I'm the one who feeds and cleans up after them) never sit on anything I don't want them to sit on. While I'm studying or sitting at my desk, they rest on the couch and chairs next to my desk. The kitten seems to be running on continual electricity because she doesn't seem to slow down. My two other cats just stare at the kitten then shoot me a look. A sister in our church family just laughs and thinks the whole thing is funny because I wasn't going to have any animals. Yet, as my girls got older the animals started showing up. Animals which I take care of. Squeaker was the first cat. I was driving home from the supermarket with my daughter and she saw this tiny little infant kitten (eyes still closed shut) on the highway right in the middle of traffic. She said "daddy, please turn around and go get the little kitten in the road" so, I turned the car around, and blocked the traffic with my car as my daughter scooped up the new born kitten. Don't ask me how the kitten was left there, I really don't know. Yet, we brought the new born kitten home and my daughter feed it out a little toy baby bottle. The next one to show up was Dolly Cow, I was asked to take DC's pregnant mother but flatly refused. I was sure not going to have a pregnant cat in the house, and sure didn't want to be saddled with who knows how many kittens. But another sister in the church family took the mother, and somehow I ended up with Dolly Cow. The rest is now history in the making. But I'll tell you right now, there will be no more kittens, no more no more.
Salt and vinegar chips are just plain nasty...
But I am cracking up over you kitty kronicles. How in the world did that cat end up with the name Dolly Cow?
__________________ Meow for now...
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise. - Psalm 51:17
Jude 21 Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life. 22 And of some have compassion , making a difference : 23 And others save with fear, pulling [them] out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.
Great entertainment!! Own one old (14 yrs) cat. One at a time is enough. Cat luvs my husband and follows him around as if he was a dog
Rice....yes brown rice and jasmine or basmati rice are best.
But if you are a working family and trying to avoid take out____minute rice to the rescue
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