Legion World Forums LEGION COMPANION Spaceopoly Kill This Thread XVIII - The Debutante Death

I love almonds. Just the plain ones with no salt.

My favorite almonds are roasted, dipped in chocolate, then unsweetened cocoa. I think they were more widely available in the Seventies and Eighties.

I should just get some decent chocolate and make them myself. These days it's usually the ones with sea salt over the chocolate that are available in stores. (Not my thing at all. Heavy salt is for pretzels, not chocolate.)

Indeed. I don't get the habit of putting sea salt on everything. And then we got sea salt and caramel, and now salted caramel is showing up on doughnuts, in coffee, in cakes...

Desserts don't really work like soups or stews. At some point, there's just too many ingredients, textures... just too much going on overall.

Like, there's a popular cookie in the U.S. called the "cowboy cookie," and it's essentially all the other popular cookies in a single sugary disc. I don't care for it. Gimme' my oatmeal cookie, or my chocolate chip, or my peanut butter. I don't need them all in the same bite.

I admit that I sampled a peanut butter cookie with a hint of curry in a fancy coffee shop last month. It was all right. Not necessarily the greatest dessert ever. But all right.

I've never heard nor seen the cowboy cookie.

Overall I don't think of cookies as a dessert.

I do like chocolate chip oatmeal cookies

I do quite like plain oatmeal cookies, preferably with as few additives etc as possible in it.



Salted Caramel Lass will be joining us next week.

Easter eggs were still in the shops on the way home tonight. In recent years, you'd be lucky to get one on the Saturday in my nearest supermarche. But this year, someone went the other way on the order forms. Even discounted, they're not that great. Except for that previously expensive white chocolate fancy, smancy one that's now sitting on top of my bread bin, of course.

We used to have Easter Egg hunts with plastic eggs only.Save the Earth and all that.

I joined a group that was interested in saving the Earth. It was only later that I learned that we were saving the Earth for the eldritch horrors from beyond to consume. I haven't trusted a faith group with more than one organisational level since.

That’s also what Jughead and Sabrina got for trusting in magic, in the Afterlife with Archie series!

Jughead got zombified by his zombie dog, and Sabrina got married off to an eldritch horror

Bewitched was one for my favorite shows as a kid. As an adult I now see the misogyny in it. "You are my wife and I say 'no witchcraft'!"

hmmm yeah, I see i too

Tony Nelson in "I Dream of Jeannie" was much better. Although he didn't want Jeannie to use her magic to advance his career or do his work for him, he let her use her magic to do household tasks and prepare meals.

At least we have come a way since then

We have come a long way Baby!

And we can go a long way together!

It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl guy I know!
Goodbye, Piccadilly,
Farewell, Leicester Square!
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.

Tipperary is one of those near-mythical places that I have often heard of in popular culture. Kind of like Tripoli, Timbuktu and Albuquerque.

You've come a long way, baby was the name of a Fatboy Slim album. I bought it because of his connection to Beats International, and the Housemartins before that. Good singles.

I'm sure it also appeared in the RPG Underground, which was a Marshall Law take on the American industrial / military complex mixed with superheroes. It was made by the guys who had a license for the DC RPG, and I think was written, at least in part, by the guy who did the rather good Watchmen sourcebook. That contains information that's as close to Moore's work as you were ever likely to get.




This is sung by both the Brain and Cyborg when they get drunk.

With Monsieur Mallah on drums.

Yeah, he goes ape for a good beat.

Lots of chest-thumping there though.

Mallah does those pop up Jazz clubs. One night only before the cops shut him down. He a Guerrilla Gorilla.

But can a fox outfox him?

All that guerilla warfare pumps him up

Growing up we had a sump pump because our basement would fill with water when it rained.