I'm sick too you know
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rootbeer1I'd say it's been a busy week, but having a week-long cold means it's really been busy with napping, coughing, sneezing and wheezing. We did have a lovely dinner with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
excessor and dr_scott last weekend, then saw the moving Milk at the Castro Theatre with practically everyone we knew, one of whom was harboring awful cold germs that they were only too willing to share, it being the holiday season and all. By bedtime that evening, my sneezing had begun, and it didn't let up, even during our Thanksgiving potluck with keanubear, urso, tmaher, foodpoisoningsf, mattycub,zombietruckstop, fuzzygruf, double_ohsteven, plus Robert (whose LJ handle I forget) and a few non LJ-ers if you can believe that. Since then we've been lying low, although I graciously shared my cold with Jack, California being a community property state. With any luck we'll be back to normal health in another day or two.
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Home with a cold? Add to your web site! That's what I did! New to my bearcooks site: pages on easy Thai recipes and one of my favorite types of slang, lunch counter lingo. And merely by compiling all the vintage diner lingo I could find, my site now is probably the most comprehensive listing of classic diner-speak on the web. And I've learned a lot ... just tonight, I was tellingqbear, as we were eating leftover quiche, that it was amazing something so tasty could come from Wrecking some Hen Fruit with Moo Juice and Cow Paste from the Alps, and Dragging it Through the Garden. He said to 86 the slang and that I should Twist It, Choke It, Make it Cackle ... but he's a George Eddy who never leaves Carfare, so Slab of Moo -- Let Him Chew It.*
* Lunch Counter Lingo not guaranteed to make actual sense
excessor and dr_scott last weekend, then saw the moving Milk at the Castro Theatre with practically everyone we knew, one of whom was harboring awful cold germs that they were only too willing to share, it being the holiday season and all. By bedtime that evening, my sneezing had begun, and it didn't let up, even during our Thanksgiving potluck with keanubear, urso, tmaher, foodpoisoningsf, mattycub,zombietruckstop, fuzzygruf, double_ohsteven, plus Robert (whose LJ handle I forget) and a few non LJ-ers if you can believe that. Since then we've been lying low, although I graciously shared my cold with Jack, California being a community property state. With any luck we'll be back to normal health in another day or two.* * *
Home with a cold? Add to your web site! That's what I did! New to my bearcooks site: pages on easy Thai recipes and one of my favorite types of slang, lunch counter lingo. And merely by compiling all the vintage diner lingo I could find, my site now is probably the most comprehensive listing of classic diner-speak on the web. And I've learned a lot ... just tonight, I was telling
qbear, as we were eating leftover quiche, that it was amazing something so tasty could come from Wrecking some Hen Fruit with Moo Juice and Cow Paste from the Alps, and Dragging it Through the Garden. He said to 86 the slang and that I should Twist It, Choke It, Make it Cackle ... but he's a George Eddy who never leaves Carfare, so Slab of Moo -- Let Him Chew It.** Lunch Counter Lingo not guaranteed to make actual sense
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being sick is no fun....
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Date: 2008-12-03 04:50 am (UTC)It reminds me of happy times in Anne's Restaurant, which was down the block from the theatre in college. The corner of Mass Ave, and Huntington Avenue (right across the street from Boston Symphony Hall).
The waitress there would write out orders from the tables, but shout to the cook from the counter, sort of yodeling the orders!
My favorites were, "A CUPpa CHICKen", and "veal parmaZHAN and spugggggggggggggETTY!"!
This time of year, she'd be mumbling Christmas Carols to herself, as she filled the Ike & Mikes.