tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post8817779556496962991..comments2023-10-12T07:26:45.479-07:00Comments on I'm Mad and I Eat: Leek Housecookiecrumbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00741894180391507513noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-61953557579541027252008-09-26T10:45:00.000-07:002008-09-26T10:45:00.000-07:00Kidding, of course. I've heard of this phenomenon...Kidding, of course. I've heard of this phenomenon called "being offended," but have never directly experienced it. I do feel a decidedly uncomfortable twinge in the corner of my head whenever I hear Sarah Palin speak. I think that's the closest I've come.The Spiteful Chefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06309097272920178065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-22611045821964747772008-09-26T10:44:00.000-07:002008-09-26T10:44:00.000-07:00A garden of babies? Where I come from we call tha...A garden of babies? Where I come from we call that "pregnancy resulting from fertility treatments." I've seen John and Kate Plus 8, and I can tell you I want none of it. I'm offended by your immodest proposal.The Spiteful Chefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06309097272920178065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-56178285913751696192008-09-25T14:55:00.000-07:002008-09-25T14:55:00.000-07:00Don't you just love playing with windfall and othe...Don't you just love playing with windfall and other harvest goodies that have got to go? I could see myself doing chive champ. With Hungarian pepper sauce. Oh yeah.<BR/><BR/>I love your blog!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-34187599391955514932008-09-24T13:43:00.000-07:002008-09-24T13:43:00.000-07:00Sam: (I mean Sillysausage! Silly me)I will grow a ...Sam: (I mean Sillysausage! Silly me)<BR/>I will grow a dedicated plot of leeks for you.<BR/>And I will try the leek tartare. Thanks for the reminder.<BR/><BR/>Tammy: I'm afraid this is not farmers market food; strictly garden. Or! I just had a bright idea. Maybe you could get these from your nursery.<BR/><BR/>ceF: Are you jealous?<BR/><BR/>Morgan: Give him a sledge hammer for Christmas.<BR/><BR/>Catherine: I have a more immediate delivery system in mind. See you tonight.<BR/><BR/>Any Little Reason: And my other secret? We make the mashed potatoes with buttermilk. Mmmmm.<BR/><BR/>Maggie: We have special plans for the leftovers. Crazy, but special.<BR/><BR/>Kudzu: Exactly! That's the exact gesture this food leads to.cookiecrumbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00741894180391507513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-86643721077752108042008-09-24T12:47:00.000-07:002008-09-24T12:47:00.000-07:00Just reading about this makes me want to pat my tu...Just reading about this makes me want to pat my tummy.kudzuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17568605434930160363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-79443321091528783192008-09-24T11:06:00.000-07:002008-09-24T11:06:00.000-07:00yum! that's sounds great.yum! that's sounds great.Maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04548578181174543021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-39416711087054323762008-09-24T08:01:00.000-07:002008-09-24T08:01:00.000-07:00That looks so comforting! Can't go wrong with pot...That looks so comforting! Can't go wrong with potatoes, leeks, and butter.Any Little Reasonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13410269548425654157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-46992926268116583522008-09-23T19:31:00.000-07:002008-09-23T19:31:00.000-07:00I sense a new culinary trend: baby leek tips! Fe...I sense a new culinary trend: baby leek tips! Feel free to give me a call if your overspoilt with leeks!Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13416412232636141747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-66296189331972279062008-09-23T18:24:00.000-07:002008-09-23T18:24:00.000-07:00Cookie - we don't have any lawn! Well there's a ha...Cookie - we don't have any lawn! Well there's a hanky sized bit at the front but not enough sun get there. <BR/>Nope, Mr Brown is simply going to have to dig up some of that ghastly concrete! Quickly, before he get's too old.Ms Brown Mousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06128283343279442537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-85945345448635695152008-09-23T15:56:00.000-07:002008-09-23T15:56:00.000-07:00fingers in earslalalalalalalalaaaaa....fingers in ears<BR/>lalalalalalalalaaaaa....michael, claudia and sierrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10466840130053606273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-27295838229889621282008-09-23T12:11:00.000-07:002008-09-23T12:11:00.000-07:00You know me and growing things, but if I ever get ...You know me and growing things, but if I ever get the opportunity, I will surely try that.tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07418732743701019456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-67343932212179845292008-09-23T11:48:00.000-07:002008-09-23T11:48:00.000-07:00leek tartare. Put it on yer radar!leek tartare. Put it on yer radar!sillysausagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11846254314009036127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-14411805719999512412008-09-23T09:44:00.000-07:002008-09-23T09:44:00.000-07:00Moonbear: And what will you have with your Martini...Moonbear: And what will you have with your Martini Chuzzlewit. Olive or twist?<BR/><BR/>Greg: butterbutterbutter<BR/><BR/>ChileBrown: So sorry to have stood you up. Stop torturing your wife, eh?<BR/><BR/>Dagny: That sounds unbelievably good. Poor kitties!<BR/><BR/>Spitey: I was exiled in Florida for a spell, and there wasn't any interesting food there either. You have my sympathy. Please try to garden!!! <BR/>I was going to make a Jonathan Swift remark here, but Morgan beat me to it. :)<BR/><BR/>Morgan: Can't you just dig out some sod for a bed? We garden directly in our lawn. Heh. Could feed a small army.<BR/><BR/>Tina: Yes, those bitty green bits make it healthy. It's like Jerry Seinfeld's wife sneaking spinach into the brownies. All's well.<BR/><BR/>Zoomie: {cue the dulcimer and Uilleann pipes}<BR/>Thank you!cookiecrumbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00741894180391507513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-42139070524915861782008-09-23T08:09:00.000-07:002008-09-23T08:09:00.000-07:00Dagny, that sounds sooooo delicious! And, Cookiecr...Dagny, that sounds sooooo delicious! And, Cookiecrumb, yours makes my half-Irish heart swell with pride - and glee! Hungry here!Zoomiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16474153316588551039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-50778321216586383462008-09-23T07:39:00.000-07:002008-09-23T07:39:00.000-07:00Ooh, I love champ. And colcannon. And anything e...Ooh, I love champ. And colcannon. And anything else that involves mashed potatoes and a dairy's worth of butter with *just enough* greenery that I try to convince myself it's healthy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-90827928918775648672008-09-22T21:08:00.000-07:002008-09-22T21:08:00.000-07:00Spiteful Chef, Mr Swift would approve of the bebe ...Spiteful Chef, Mr Swift would approve of the bebe human idea.<BR/><BR/>I've run out of room in the teeny vegie garden, I may have to bung some leeks into the corners somewhere though.Ms Brown Mousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06128283343279442537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-51597409316858799882008-09-22T20:51:00.000-07:002008-09-22T20:51:00.000-07:00I know I've become somewhat predictably produce im...I know I've become somewhat predictably produce impoverished and whiney about it, but guess how many baby leeks are here? Zero. Baby humans, however, are everywhere. Far more than than can be afforded. Do you think they'd make decent mashed potatoes?The Spiteful Chefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06309097272920178065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-72426607584593821712008-09-22T18:37:00.000-07:002008-09-22T18:37:00.000-07:00Love me some leeks. Oooo. Now I'm going to have ...Love me some leeks. Oooo. Now I'm going to have to do the trout stuffed with leeks and poached in riesling. Especially since I haven't tortured the cats in some time.Dagnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13454543828633484309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-36955477148405666502008-09-22T16:51:00.000-07:002008-09-22T16:51:00.000-07:00Ms. Goofy sat down at the Coffee booth yesterday a...Ms. Goofy sat down at the Coffee booth yesterday and started to cry. I figured it was because you did not show.No,It was because she still had a Micro piece of Bhut Jolokia under her fingernail.Chilebrownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02321501332367002893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-58949478553612758572008-09-22T15:50:00.000-07:002008-09-22T15:50:00.000-07:00anything with copious amounts of butter makes me h...anything with copious amounts of butter makes me happy.Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255032914854206547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12774302.post-22414592160615521112008-09-22T14:50:00.000-07:002008-09-22T14:50:00.000-07:00Leek House. Gawd you're so literary Cookie! Enjoy ...Leek House. Gawd you're so literary Cookie! <BR/>Enjoy eating the young over there.Moonbearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10703879019455303112noreply@blogger.com