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Bit of mood whiplash given how the last chapters went, but that's not bad. Fluffy good, good fluffy.

And damn, Betsy, no shame at all. She's going straight for the kill ain't she.

And Noa is going straight for the hook hohohoh-*gets rolled over by a truck driven by Noa*
 
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Payphones aren't real October, you know that. They're just the hallucinations of old folks who wish they had access to a proper phone instead of those old and obsolete land lines at home.

/s
 
I haven't had good Jewish food since I left Toronto back in 05 and I'm now drooling at those memories
I hope you're happy with yourself for torturing me so lol

Not since I left NYC, now I'm in Texass. I found a historic german place down town, I went in and asked for the latkes, and the waitress didn't know what that was--they had them, just as potato pancakes. The second time I went they weren't near crispy enough, sad nems.

Topping depends on how hungry you are.
 
Not since I left NYC, now I'm in Texass. I found a historic german place down town, I went in and asked for the latkes, and the waitress didn't know what that was--they had them, just as potato pancakes. The second time I went they weren't near crispy enough, sad nems.

Topping depends on how hungry you are.
Potato pancakes are similar but different.
Latkes have onions.
 
Latkes have grated onions. If you don't grate the onions, my dead grandma will come back from the afterlife, stare at you while telling you exactly how disappointed she is in your life choices, and then ask you why I don't get on the ouji board to call her more often. That you don't even know me is completely irrelevant.

Grate the goddamn onions. No one wants guilt from beyond the grave.
 
The awkwardness persisted for maybe the first batch of three latkes before a brief discussion of toppings led to me and my father reiterating a very, very, very well-worn debate between the two of us. That is to say, the question of sour cream versus applesauce.

Dad was on Team Cream. Dad was wrong.

There was only one true answer to the best topping for latkes, and that answer was applesauce.
Ah, so you're a philistine then. And I also noticed you used oil instead of schmaltz, bad form that, tsk tsk.

"Ah, it's a pleasure to properly make your acquaintance outside the context of academia." She shifted her overcoat to her left arm, and extended her hand. "Elizabeth Braddock. Although I would much prefer Betsy."
Don't feel too bad about spilling the spaghetti there, Psylocke just... has that kind of effect on people. I can see why.
 
Ah, so you're a philistine then. And I also noticed you used oil instead of schmaltz, bad form that, tsk tsk.
Noa: "When introducing someone to a different culture, especially a new culinary tradition, keep as many things familiar as possible. Familiarity breeds comfort. One thing at a time. Didn't want to scare the poor dear by having to explain what schmaltz is."
 
Noa: "When introducing someone to a different culture, especially a new culinary tradition, keep as many things familiar as possible. Familiarity breeds comfort. One thing at a time. Didn't want to scare the poor dear by having to explain what schmaltz is."
Dunno, but "tallow but from bird" does not seem that hard to explain.

That said Noa's father might have been unhappy about schmaltz fried latke and his sour cream.
 
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I went back to the front of the store and picked up one of the small hand-baskets they had by the door, and decided to just go shelf by shelf, inspecting everything I saw. I had nowhere to be today, Lorna would be with Pietro until after dinner, so if I spent a few hours practically getting high on the aroma of high-quality tea leaves (yes, really), who could blame me?
So, did we not get to see the first meeting between the newly discovered siblings?
 
So I'm of two minds here. On one hand, I respect that it's comfort food to people who grew up with it, but Ashkinazi Jewish food is bland outside a couple of exceptions (like latkas). Not nearly enough spices, and very samey textures. Though I guess this is the tail end of the dark ages in American cuisine. Classic New England and Midwestern cuisine shares many of the same issues, outside of a few specialist dishes. My wife grew up in rural Connecticut, and literally the only "spice" in her household was salt.

On the other, Szechuan peppercorns are amazing, everyone should try them. Outside of traditional preparations, I also use them straight up in a pepper grinder. It doesn't have much numbing, but adds a delightful floral citrus note. Try it on meatloaf, it adds a nice counterpoint to the heaviness.

Onto the actual fic - shouldn't Bullseye be up for the Death Penalty? Like murder for hire if an ADA, I know the Marvel universe is zany, but given that you've been grounding it, that kind of shit cannot fly if the Government is to maintain a monopoly of force.
 
So I'm of two minds here. On one hand, I respect that it's comfort food to people who grew up with it, but Ashkinazi Jewish food is bland outside a couple of exceptions (like latkas). Not nearly enough spices, and very samey textures. Though I guess this is the tail end of the dark ages in American cuisine. Classic New England and Midwestern cuisine shares many of the same issues, outside of a few specialist dishes. My wife grew up in rural Connecticut, and literally the only "spice" in her household was salt.

On the other, Szechuan peppercorns are amazing, everyone should try them. Outside of traditional preparations, I also use them straight up in a pepper grinder. It doesn't have much numbing, but adds a delightful floral citrus note. Try it on meatloaf, it adds a nice counterpoint to the heaviness.

Onto the actual fic - shouldn't Bullseye be up for the Death Penalty? Like murder for hire if an ADA, I know the Marvel universe is zany, but given that you've been grounding it, that kind of shit cannot fly if the Government is to maintain a monopoly of force.
So, that suggestion to try and just grind some up for use in meatloaf?… shit. I like meatloaf. I'm gonna have to try that, because it sounds awesome.

As for Bullseye — he's a known mercenary. Yes, he committed a capital crime, but this puts the cart before the horse. Somebody HIRED him. Which means there is a bigger fish on the hook… and the Sword of Damocles hanging over Bullseye's head is a great incentive to talk, wouldn't you say?
 
Bleh, never liked the combination myself. If presented with latkes and applesauce, I eat them separately. Much better as solo acts, both of them.
I will start by saying that I play for both Team Applesauce and Team Sour Cream.

But your applesauce shouldn't be bland baby food applesauce. Get some cinnamon and spices in there. And don't forget the salt.
 
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