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It certainly was a lot of

Brandon — Mon, 29 Oct 2007 10:41:18 -0500

It certainly was a lot of food to ingest, that’s for sure. The weird thing is, though, that I seemed to have less leftover food after five recipes than I usually do after two or three recipes. I think that’s because Molly and I made the recipes slowly over the course of the night, and they were smaller servings.

Delicious food, though. I really liked the jerk chicken, and the grilled pound cake was pretty good, too. I’m going to enjoy some BLT dip when I get home tonight while I watch the Packers take down the Broncos.

Are you able to walk

Ray Sandey — Sat, 27 Oct 2007 11:04:22 -0500

Are you able to walk today?

Sounds like a heck of a meal.

My first car was a total

Brandon — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 12:40:36 -0500

My first car was a total lemon, but it was still my favorite car ever. Here’s the story:

I wanted to buy some late 1960s model Ford – I think it was a Fairlane. Anyway, my dad and I went to look at it and drive it around. I couldn’t take the car for a test drive, though, because I didn’t know how to drive stick yet. My dad drove it and said it probably wasn’t the best car for me. One of the reasons may have been the high price and the hole in the floor of the backseat.

I was pretty upset, and I wanted to buy it anyway. But the next day, my dad came home from work and told me he had found the car for me – and he was right. We went and looked at a 1984 Toyota Van (that was the model name – “The Van”). Again, I couldn’t test drive it – it was a five-speed manual transmission. But I knew I loved the car as soon as I opened the door:

The seats folded down into a bed
There were places for curtains on all the back windows
There was a built-in mini-fridge between the driver’s and passenger’s seat
It looked like both the Mystery Machine from “Scooby Doo” and a toaster

I was in love. I named it the Archduke Ferdivan. It couldn’t go faster than 55 miles an hour, because the shaking became unbearable at that speed. You had to flip up the driver’s seat to get to the engine, but the battery was was underneath one of the back seats. It had the winter weather traction of a ski, and slid around the road and into ditches every time it snowed. It was awesome.

My dad actually drove it more often than I did – he filled the back with tools while we built a new house. But I learned to drive stick and drove everywhere I could. Until one day, about two years after I bought it, on my way home it started to rattle more loudly than usual. That night, it didn’t start. The next day, it took an hour to jump start it enough to drive it into town. It never started again. I traded it in to the dealer for $500 back off a new lemon (a Chevy Lumina that needed to go to the mechanic about once a month, but that's another story).

I can no longer drive the Archduke, but I still love it.

Excellent, Mathias! All

tphillips — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 11:51:13 -0500

Excellent, Mathias!

All but my two most recent cars were "lemons"... but I drove them until they literally died on the road and were irresurrectable. (My dad was a mechanic!)

First was the 1976 Mercury Comet... It died somewhere along I-75 between Lexington, KY and Cincinnati during 1984...

Next, was the 1980 Ford Pinto (purchased when the Comet died) that I drove until the transmission, which was automatic, only had third gear (and no reverse) ... Since the body was in good shape, my dad inserted the transmission from my sister's 1979 Pinto into it and she drove it for six more years.

The 1987 Chevy Cavalier purchased in 1989 with 17,000 miles on it turned 200,000 miles and promptly died at 200,010 miles sometime in the winter of 1991.

I then bought a Toyota Paseo and drove it across country several times (including the move to MN). When I couldn't stand having my two dogs literally breathing down my neck from the back seat, I donated it to TPT and bought my Explorer...

Great room for the dogs and comfy on road trips... but the 15 miles to a gallon is a bit annoying...

T.Phillips