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24 April 2007
Will expired orange juice hurt me? Maybe two tablespoons of once fresh squeezed.
What would expired juice do anyway?
Milk will just be funky but not hurt you.
And bread mold, that's antibiotic, right?
What about cheese mold on non mold cheese? i tasted cheese mold on bleu cheese once and it was just extra bleu tasting.
"I'm from Orange County, drank plenty of orange juice from the backyard tree after it had started to ferment. Never got sick once." Great now GET BACK TO WORK!
:)
Damn, Auntie Eth,
I'd think you'd like the experimental nature and possibly fermented results.
Take one for the team and let us know how it goes.
(I see you've already poured it out. So much for the "scientific" method. OH, and someone on the blue/green/grey would have lectured you about "bleu cheese" by this point. Aren't you glad you posted here? I sure am!)
Well, 13 year old Niece Lily, it didn't taste right in my rum lime soda concoction but i drank it all to no noticeable ill effect, and i am glad to be proven right about the vitamin blasting effects of my vodka fruit smoothies.
Remember, kids, the blueberries will coagulate but you can reblend it.
Taz, put away your moldy strumpets and tell us how you are.
Is Athens all you hoped it'd be and more? Has everything been hooked up and adjusted just so?
The house is wonderful! Vunderbahr! Marvelous and Fab!
It's bright and airy (though we get wickedstrong afternoon sun, so check with me in July - eep!) and feels just wonderfully friendly and clear, somehow... and the neighborhood is sweet and green and incredibly quiet (kind of freaks me out, actually, but that's okay - in Athens, "quiet" is worth caaaash money :))
Only yesterday (yeah - that's nearly a month, bunnies) I finally got the last of the boxes (except for books, because we have to buy bookcases) out of the last room to be unpacked. The curtains are up, and all rooms are pretty much fully functional. The kitchen is a dream, because we've never had kitchen space before, and while it's not "big" by any stretch, it's a comfortable size and the kind of kitchen that you feel like hanging out in, which I've always wanted (since I've been on my own - we always had that when I was a kid), and which (parenthetically) somehow also ends up in us easily and naturally washing up the dishes as we go along - we almost never have dirty dishes anymore! So much so that we've decided to move the little under-the-sink-inside-the-cupboard-sized dishwasher to storage, to make more room. Wow. I can't believe I've volunteered to give up the dishwasher - and that I actually have kitchen counter space for, like, the first time in 30 years. Gee.
All the furniture is sort of in possible/temporary mode right now, and we still have lots of things to buy since we threw out everything that was complete crap when we moved, but it feels really great already, even half-makeshift. There's a street market (farmers' market kind of thing) not too far away once a week, and in addition to nice veggies, village "loose wine" goodies like honey, nuts, olives, etc., they also have vendors selling (relatively) inexpensive plants and cut flowers, so we've bought quite a few plants and I get flowers for the house every week, which is lovely.
On the weird side, I guess you pretty much can't do anything here without the neighbors knowing just about every detail, and I'm not used to that at all. It's just like living in a teeny village, visually, aesthetically, and practically, so, even though we're super-urban in location, really pretty much in the center of the center of Athens ...
omg, omg, omg! Just this very moment as I was typing this, the little old lady who lives downstairs called for me to come down and gave me freshly fried fish and cooked greens to take back for lunch. Heh. See? Just like a little village!
Anyway, all the nice, nice things about this place are assuaging my homesickness for Thessaloniki quite a bit, and I guess that it's totally different is kind of good, because nothing could beat that neighborhood in so many ways. We've talked about finding a supercheap funky one-room-nook kind of thing back there (the old neighborhood in Saloniki) once we've totally settled in here, and that would be lovely... I'd still like to escape back there when the feeling strikes and circumstances are amenable. But I'm really fucking amazed and grateful for the wonderful thing we've found here. I'm very happy.
i'm so glad you're happy, but i guess guest having is the talk of the little village.
Did you ever figure out the kitchen mat question and free yourself of couch oppression?
kitchen mat: decided against. Instead, I got special cleaner and sealer/polisher stuff for terazzo floors, and will see if that makes them (several areas of terazzo in the house - bathroom and kitchen don't look so great) nicer... but now that those rooms are furnished, the floors don't seem to bug me so much.
Couch: yes! I did something slightly dramatic that worked pretty well: I took a bucket of water and bleach (and fairly heavy on the bleach) and a sponge and brought all the couch cushions (too big for the washing machine, and the covers aren't removable) out to the balcony before we left and just sponged 'em off with a lot of elbow grease, figuring whatever happened it couldn't be worse than how they looked, and even if the fabric was really weakened, well, we'd just need to buy a new couch, which I was ready to do anyway. At first they looked pretty bad with the bleach sponging, but once they dried they looked great, and the fabric seems none the worse for it. So that's okay - I stuck them all in big plastic bags to move them, and they look fine. But of course, now the rest of the couch looks pretty bad from the moving process, so I may have to try this again on the the sides and bottom areas.