Now I'm cooking with gas
 

You can keep your potato salad recipe, my mother's was the best. Problem is that the recipe she wrote down was for 50 pounds' worth, and since math is hard and I just don't have that many heavy-eating friends, I never make it. But I'll tell you this: the secret is in the brine.

Yes, unless he showed amazing creativity.

EXCUSE ME, MRS. ROBINSON
 

dissent.
if I'm caught in some film crit class discussion I want fringe there to call bullshit on the prof when he starts in on the symbolism.

Now I'm cooking with gas
 

ahem

Cha-ching! way to go shapey! I told you, just go to PB and start seeming deep and really concerned, and ole RT will fall for you quick......

Room for growth? Does this mean she saw/felt it flaccid? Maybe he's a grower, not a show-er.

Now I'm cooking with gas
 

Here, you can have the family gumbo recipie in exchange for the potato salad recipie, so long as mayonaise is not involved:

It's nearly all done via feeling your way around the kitchen and hoping that you've got it right at the end. There are no set amounts, just sort of proportions.

Chop bell peppers, celery, onion, garlic, parsley. (for one cup of roux, she recommeds about one onion, one pepper, three celery sticks, three or four heads of garlic, and a small handful of parsley).

In a large pan, stir equal parts cooking oil and flour over medium heat. When it is a little brown, stir until it's not quite milk chocolate in color.

Bring a large pot of water to boil. (Lately, she says, she's been adding Knorr bullion (caldo con sabor de camarones) to the water to add flavor to the water.)

Sautee the veggies in the roux (be careful of burns).

When it starts getting darker, add the stock to the pan. Keep on adding water and transfer the roux mixture to the large pot full of water, and keep cooking until the floury taste begins to go away. Add salt, pepper and tobasco sauce to taste.

Don't add the seafood until the roux mixture is cooked. It will taste bland because it's not flavored with seafood. Add okra if you want to at this point.

Add the seafood (whatever you're putting in there: fish, crab, shrimp, oysters, etc) close to time to eat.

Generally it's a "feel" your way through process that probably doesn't make much sense unless you have a general idea of what the final product is supposed to be.

Now I'm cooking with gas
 

No way I'm visiting SF without protection.

Now I'm cooking with gas
 

My kids decided to interview their old, old relatives from the Old Countries to put down in writing all of the traditional recipes they've been making for years.

Each interview seemed to go like this:

"Add the sugar."

"How much sugar?"

"Well, enough so that it tastes right."

"What? A cup? How much?"

"Well, I don't know . .. just add enough."

(thinking - getting wise - looking for broad parameters) "Do you add it with a spoon, or a cup, or a bowl . . .?"

"I just use my hand."

I think it's safe to say that many of these dishes are going to die out.

That's what I suggested, and she said that he was pretty hard, but it was possible that he could have been a little bit harder.

I'm surprised that the teeny tiny boyfriend sock hasn't shown up yet.

I guess everyone knows about my tongue now.

Sigh. Since this is my area of expertise, I will offer my 2 cents. The biggest problem with a guy who has a tiny penis isn't that his penis is tiny. It's that he knows on some level that his penis is tiny and if you don't pretend that you are in absolute ecstasy every time he sticks his little penis into you, then he will get paranoid that you are not satisfied solely b/c his penis is teeny (when in reality you might not be climaxing solely b/c his technique sucks) and he will act hurt and offended and distant (but won't actually raise, heh, the actual issue with you) and you will have to blow his limp little weenie for hours just to convince him that you love it and that his 3 inches is more than enough to make you happy.

So, it's really not the size that matters. It's how the size psychologically affects the bearer of the penis.

Well, there's that, and then there's the size.

[shhhhh! We want RT's friend to keep dating this guy so that the peni-challenged men will be out of the dating pool and there will be more big penises for us!]

I'm on the phone with her now. Another friend suggested that she practice (this poor guy...), and she says there's just not enough to work with.