What are you Eating right now?

[Magdalena]

...I like the part where the ocean breeze cools us off due to the heat above Los Angeles making a convective flow.

[Bad Penny II]

Some boring buttered toast.

It got my mind wandering. It would be interesting to add some extra elements to it, maybe sprinkle chocolate chips onto a thick layer of cream cheese and strawberry jam.



After reeling my mind back in I've decided that is probably not a good idea.

Oh well. 

Pseudo butter and thin sliced cucumber with a smidge of salt.

Intriguing combination. 

Morning-room in Algernon's flat in Half-Moon Street. The room is luxuriously and artistically furnished. The sound of a piano is heard in the adjoining room.

[Lane is arranging afternoon tea on the table, and after the music has ceased, Algernon enters.]

Algernon. Did you hear what I was playing, Lane?

Lane. I didn't think it polite to listen, sir.

Algernon. I'm sorry for that, for your sake. I don't play accurately—any one can play accurately—but I play with wonderful expression. As far as the piano is concerned, sentiment is my forte. I keep science for Life.

Lane. Yes, sir.

Algernon. And, speaking of the science of Life, have you got the cucumber sandwiches cut for Lady Bracknell?

Lane. Yes, sir. [Hands them on a salver.]

Ooh, I'm just Wilde about your style.

Of course you are, you're from Brazil.

[hermes2015]

Some boring buttered toast.

It got my mind wandering. It would be interesting to add some extra elements to it, maybe sprinkle chocolate chips onto a thick layer of cream cheese and strawberry jam.



After reeling my mind back in I've decided that is probably not a good idea.

Oh well. 

Pseudo butter and thin sliced cucumber with a smidge of salt.

Intriguing combination. 

Morning-room in Algernon's flat in Half-Moon Street. The room is luxuriously and artistically furnished. The sound of a piano is heard in the adjoining room.

[Lane is arranging afternoon tea on the table, and after the music has ceased, Algernon enters.]

Algernon. Did you hear what I was playing, Lane?

Lane. I didn't think it polite to listen, sir.

Algernon. I'm sorry for that, for your sake. I don't play accurately—any one can play accurately—but I play with wonderful expression. As far as the piano is concerned, sentiment is my forte. I keep science for Life.

Lane. Yes, sir.

Algernon. And, speaking of the science of Life, have you got the cucumber sandwiches cut for Lady Bracknell?

Lane. Yes, sir. [Hands them on a salver.]

Ooh, I'm just Wilde about your style.

Of course you are, you're from Brazil.

I am not just nutty, I'm a fruitcake as well.

[xSilverPhinx]

Some boring buttered toast.

It got my mind wandering. It would be interesting to add some extra elements to it, maybe sprinkle chocolate chips onto a thick layer of cream cheese and strawberry jam.



After reeling my mind back in I've decided that is probably not a good idea.

Oh well. 

Pseudo butter and thin sliced cucumber with a smidge of salt.

Intriguing combination. 

Morning-room in Algernon's flat in Half-Moon Street. The room is luxuriously and artistically furnished. The sound of a piano is heard in the adjoining room.

[Lane is arranging afternoon tea on the table, and after the music has ceased, Algernon enters.]

Algernon. Did you hear what I was playing, Lane?

Lane. I didn't think it polite to listen, sir.

Algernon. I'm sorry for that, for your sake. I don't play accurately—any one can play accurately—but I play with wonderful expression. As far as the piano is concerned, sentiment is my forte. I keep science for Life.

Lane. Yes, sir.

Algernon. And, speaking of the science of Life, have you got the cucumber sandwiches cut for Lady Bracknell?

Lane. Yes, sir. [Hands them on a salver.]

Ooh, I'm just Wilde about your style.

Of course you are, you're from Brazil.

I am not just nutty, I'm a fruitcake as well.

Hey, 'walnut tree' is my middle name! I will own the right to be nutty.

[xSilverPhinx]

I ate a cold slice of pizza for breakfast...what am I doing with my life? 

[Tank]

I ate a cold slice of pizza for breakfast...what am I doing with my life? 

Food of the Gods!

[xSilverPhinx]

I ate a cold slice of pizza for breakfast...what am I doing with my life? 

Food of the Gods!

I'm afraid it is so.    People of HAF, I have converted to the Cult of the Cold Pizza.

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[Dark Lightning]

I ate a cold slice of pizza for breakfast...what am I doing with my life? 

Sinner! Thee must hence go forth for hot pizza to absolve your guilt! Nota Bene- the consumption of hot pizza provides absolution for the consumption of cold pizza.

[Tank]

I ate a cold slice of pizza for breakfast...what am I doing with my life? 

Food of the Gods!

I'm afraid it is so.    People of HAF, I have converted to the Cult of the Cold Pizza.

Sorry but you are not allowed to view spoiler contents.

I love cold pizza. Tastes better than hot pizza and there is no risk of burning your fingers or mouth!

[Davin]

Depends on the pizza and toppings whether it's good cold. Pepperoni, bacon, and most veggies are fine but some sausage is not. Also pineapple is good on cold pizza.

[billy rubin]

emergency pasta

one container of ramen. throw the flavor packet awy. smash the packet with your fist until its crumbled

put in a bowl with just a bit of water

add one can of condensed mushroom soup

microway for fibve minutes

i spent a miservale day with a rented backhoe in the freezing wind digging out my warehoue lane for a culvert,.

in the end i ran out of energy. th e ytrench wasn't flat, the old culvert wouldn't go down, out of time, out of stamina.

going to bed

[Dark Lightning]

Not sure of the name of this dish. Sausage (turkey), potatoes, carrots, celery and onion all cooked together in a skillet. That was dinner.

[Icarus]

Friend wife is a sushi freak. She is also hooked on Thai foods such as Tofu curry.  If I did not love and cherish her, I  might file for divorce because of the offense of favoring such sickening comestible horrors.

To her credit she does not bring home enough of that stuff that I will be forced to share.  I am a veggie guy who thoroughly appreciates a nice salad of rabbit like food.  Then there are the fruit salads....Yummy!  Just throw whatever fruit is on hand in a bowl, Add some sharp cheese shreds and some some walnuts or pecans, and I am good to go.

I confess that I like beans, a sufficient source of protein and they satisfy the starch craving.  Onion and garlic makes me less than welcome at social gatherings but I do want the scrumptious flavors of those smelly things. Not that beans are post consumption smelly things.

[xSilverPhinx]

Oh my dear god I love cheese!

[Randy]

Silver, do you have a particular flavor of cheese you like over all of them?