I wonder who proof-reads those food labels. How would you know if they made a mistake?
I just read a local news story that said "...the injuries was not consistent with..."
I wonder who proof-reads those food labels. How would you know if they made a mistake?
I just read a local news story that said "...the injuries was not consistent with..."
I read something that said, "Must my opinion...."
(Couldn't resist!)
*_*
Mmmmmmmm...perogies...mmmmmmmmm.
That's soul food for Ukes like me (and all other Slavic folk).
Jena, take the extra time and carmelize those onions once in a while. And if you're feeling ultra-decadent, try frying some salted pork fat, cut into fingernail-size chunks. Toss 'em straight into a frying pan. No need for oiling or buttering. (I prefer cast iron but any decent fry pan will do.) Reserve when browned and shrunken. Dump most of the grease and replace with butter or your favourite margarine* and brown those perogies. Re-add the browned pork fat (called "sqvadkey" in Ukrainian - sorta) when the perogs are nearly done.
You'll thank me. Mebbe your heart won't. Mebbe your weigh scales will glare at me. But when you're chewing, eyes closed because they're too glazed to focus on anything anyway, you'll thank me.
Oh, yes.
;)
*Reluctantly converted to non-hydrogenated margarine** instead of butter after my Stupid Heart Attack.
**Except on my birthday. And Christmas. And other people's birthdays.
And yes dear, you spelled "perogies" correctly. :) (But we Ukes call 'em "ped-oh-heh." Again, like sqvadkey, a rough approximation en anglais.)
You had me at butter.
Auuuuggggghhh!!!! Stop it! P-r-o-o-f-r-e-a-d-i-n-g.
Well, if this helps . . . I always proofread the menu at Burger King.
I'm on my once-a-year craving for Whoppers. Can't help it - I try to stay away, but my craving for a decadent, truly bad for me, one of the worst things I could ever eat, Whopper will not be denied. I have to have about one a week for three weeks, and then it goes away.
I like whoppers, too. But . . . not that kind.
(Couldn't stop myself. Sorry)
And as Lea said, "Whopper will not be denied."
Yeah. Bring it.
I wrote > 2500 words today and didn't stop to proofread a single one.
I think I deserve a Whopper.
I wrote > 2500 words today and didn't stop to proofread a single one.
F proofreading.