[Magdalen] Update

[Jay Weigel]

I refuse to eat anything that closely related to slugs. I. just. can't. Ugh.

On Saturday, July 25, 2015, Joseph Cirou <romanos at mindspring.com> wrote:

> AFter all that European experience?
>
> I always forget that the Polish Kartofli are borrowed from Germany.
> I was always the culinary rebel from my youth. I was the only person in my
> family to eat snails at the Parisian restaurant Fr. Marcellus took us to in
> 1957. He was the quintessential omnivore and continentaal. He rejoiced
> greatly when I snarfed up the  escargots bourguignonmes (and they remain my
> favorite preparation of snails to this day.) He was supposedly the first
> Carmelite to return to France on an official basis since the Revolution
> --about the same time as the premiere of Dialogues des Carmelites.  I
> imagine he was more comfortable with Bernanos than Poulenc (g)
> I took my confirmation name after him changing it from my original Remigius
> ( always the Francophile--being French , now I could have taken Remi or
> Marcel and that would have been considered "less" weird but no. I have
> loved Music Man every since (one of the minor characters is Marcellus)
>
> then that was just before I heard the Missa Papae Marcelli for the first
> time which would have confirmed the choide.
>
> Joe
>
> On Sat, Jul 25, 2015 at 7:29 PM, Cantor03--- via Magdalen <
> magdalen at herberthouse.org <javascript:;>> wrote:
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> > In a message dated 7/25/2015 6:19:17 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time,
> > roger.stokes65 at btinternet.com <javascript:;> writes:
> >
> > lot  better than
> > the rubbing paws in  butter>>>>>>>
> >
> > Though my partner has three cats, they keep to the lower level of the
> > house, and do not intermix with the four dogs.  The smallest of the  four
> > dogs - a small Chihuahua - considers cats fit for the hunt and goes
> after
> > them if they stray onto the main level.  The dog is smaller than the
> cats.
> >
> > There were three items that were simply not on the radar of my
> > Upper Midwest upbringing.  They were (1) Cats;  no one in my
> neighborhood,
> > and no relatives had them.  It was as though they were aliens from
> another
> > planet.  Everyone had dogs, dogs, and more dogs.  (2) Tea;   I was never
> > aware in my hometown of anyone who drank hot tea.  Iced tea was  more
> > commonly found.  I can recall someone at one of my mother's state  Sunday
> > dinners asking for hot tea.  My mother, not given to mumbling,
> sputtered,
> > "Uh uh
> > TEA, uh uh uh TEA?!  (3) Rice;  You can bet that if the product  didn't
> > ultimately
> > come from a Midwestern farm, that it was viewed with suspicion.  Rice
> > Crispies?
> > Yes.  Rice on the occasional visits to my mother's favorite Chinese
> > restaurant
> > in Minneapolis?  Yes.  Rice for anything else?  No.
> >
> >
> > David S.  Still a Midwestern meat and potatoes man.
> >
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