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Oh, I see. Hadn't heard of the place, but I just looked them up and they seem pretty nice. Their website has some fun stuff. Like a history of the picnic:
https://www.fortnumandmason.com/history-of-the-london-picnic
Apparently, it was a French tradition among the Parisian aristocrats, but after the French Revolution, the many aristocrats who fled to England brought the tradition with them. There seemed to be far more alcohol involved in the original French form, from what it sounds. They also claim that their store was one of the originators of the picnic basket, itself. It sounds like Yogi Bear owes them a debt of gratitude.
Good day everyone,
I'd like to announce that the inauguration for our new Prime Mistress, Lorila, will be taking place on Saturday, May 15, 2021 at 9:45 am Eastern American Time. This event will be held on Discord, in which you may join here: https://discord.gg/EKK4nx6auf
Everyone who wants to attend is welcome to. See you there,
The Constitutional Monarchy of 
Aredita
Founder of The Region Of Gargery
Sky of Stars, Earthbound immortal squad, and GoodKingWenceslas
Have folks here tried the drink "Horchata"? It is quite common in parts of the US with connections to Mexico and its culture, or just lots of Mexican immigration. Apparently, it is derived from Spain, where it is produced with a bit different ingredients and more resembles rice pudding. However, I understand that the Spanish themselves got the beverage from North Africa, following the Muslim conquest of the Iberian peninsula. But in the Americas, various local versions sprang up in the wake of the Spanish Empire, and these are often creamier and more drinkable.
The Mexican version is simply rice milk, cinnamon, vanilla and sugar. Maybe the next most common variant found in the US is that derived from Puerto Rico, given its status as a US territory. Being in the Caribbean, this one uses coconut milk, rather than rice milk, as well as ground sesame seeds.
Anyway, I bring it up as I find it to be a kind of Christmas beverage counterpart for the Summer season. Cinnamon and vanilla and refreshing rice or coconut milk. It's cozy and comforting, but cool and thirst-quenching. I daresay it could well be the Official Christmas Beverage of Summer :P
Sky of Stars, GoodKingWenceslas, FR0SCH, and Kordavania
Christmas in July is around the corner
Sky of Stars, Earthbound immortal squad, Jolly Old St Nicholas, and GoodKingWenceslas
Thank goodness folks don't exchange gifts for the day :D
They don't? My Bad. :(
*barks*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DN_z2zWG1Sk
The updates for regional themes are pretty cool. Take a look at them. I tossed up a temporary banner, for the time being, so that we don't just have a grey bar. But other ROs are welcome to change it, and other residents are welcome to make suggestions, as well :)
They appear to have changed the flag size allowances, too, because the flag was simply massive. So I made a few minor alterations and shrank it down a good amount. Does it look alright for others?
Looks good to me, but what do I know. :(
Are goats cool? a very different non food related poll battle!.
^ Vote vote vote! :D
Hi. Only 217 days left until the big day! Is everyone planning their gift lists? :)
It’s way too early to start 100 days away is plenty
I like to be prepared. :)
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Presenting my new more Christmas-y flag!
Sky of Stars, Snowman, GoodKingWenceslas, and FR0SCH
There, there...I'm sure you know many things. Such as where I left my keys this morning, yes?
please tell me where they are
A new more Christmas-y good boy
Sky of Stars, GoodKingWenceslas, and Christmas-time
I usually have my Christmas shopping completed before Thanksgiving. UI hate fighting the great suffering humanity.
I think that the dog ate them along with your homework. lol
Snowman, Yuletide Yggdrasil, Christmas-time, and Kordavail
She had a good disposition and was way too smart a dog to eat your homework or any keys. smh.
It's good! You don't need to be stressed out more at that time of year.
I like to do all of my shopping online. I get list ideas from places like Amazon and that helps me pick things out for everyone.
Now, I certainly wouldn't want her to eat something like a set of keys. However, would she be interested in contractual work in the eating of homework? I'm sure there would be lots of folks who would be interested in a dependable excuse for not having their homework done. We could even sweeten the deal, a bit, by flavoring the paper with peanut butter or something...
A contract? Something like
Fiorello: Isa funny ting. Isa just slip my mind.
Driftwood: Oh I know, I know, the greatest tenor in the world. That's what I'm after.
Fiorello: Why, I'm his manager!
Driftwood: Who's manager?
Fiorello: The greatest tenor in the world!
Driftwood: The fella that sings at the opera here?!
Fiorello: Sure.
Driftwood: What's his name?
Fiorello: What-a-you care, I can't pronounce it. What you want wit him?
Driftwood: I wanted to sign him up for the New York Opera Company. Do you know America is waiting to hear him sing!?
Fiorello: Well...He can sing loud but he can't sing that loud.
Driftwood: Well I think I can get America to meet him half way. Could he sail tomorrow?
Fiorello: You pay him enough money he could sail yesterday. How much you pay him?
Driftwood: Well I dunno. (Walks off to the side in thought.) Let's see...a thousand dollars a night...I'm entitled to a small profit. (Walks back.) How about ten dollars a night?
Fiorello: Ten, ten dollar. Ha ha ha ha ha ha...I'll take it.
Driftwood: Alright, but remember I get 10% for negotiating the deal!
Fiorello: Yes, and I get 10% for bein' da manager. How much is dat leave?
Driftwood: Well, that leaves em...ahhh...eight dollars.
Fiorello: Eight dollars heh? Well, he sends five a week to his mother.
Driftwood: Well that leaves three dollars.
Fiorello: Can he live in New York on three dollars?
Driftwood: Like a prince! Of course he won't be able to eat, but he could live like a prince. However, out of that three dollars you know, he'll have to pay an income tax.
Fiorello: Oh, is income tax.
Driftwood: Yes you know, there's a federal tax, and a state tax, and a city tax, and street tax, and a sewer tax.
Fiorello: How much isat come to?
Driftwood: Well I figure, if he doesn't sing too often he could break even.
Fiorello: Alright, we take it!
Driftwood: Alright fine. (Takes out contracts, hands one to Fiorello.) Now here are the contracts. You just put his name at the top and you sign at the bottom. (Fiorello looks the paperwork up and down.) There's no need of reading that because these are duplicates.
Fiorello: Yeah...Isa duplicate...Duplicates ah? (Looking senselessly.)
Driftwood: I say they're duplicates!
Fiorello: Oh sure. It'sa duplicates.
Driftwood: Don't you know what duplicates are?
Fiorello: Sure, those five kids up in Canada.
Driftwood: (Looking at Fiorello/audience.) Well I wouldn't know about that. I haven't been in Canada in years. (Pointing to Fiorello's contract.) Go ahead and read it!
Fiorello: (Running his hand over the paper.) What does it say?
Driftwood: Well go on and read it!
Fiorello: Alright, you read it.
Driftwood: Alright, I'll read it to you! Can you hear?
Fiorello: I haven't heard anything yet. Did you say anything?
Driftwood: Well I haven't said anything worth hearing.
Fiorello: Well, that's why I didn't hear anything.
Driftwood: Well, that's why I didn't say anything!
Fiorello: Can YOU read?!?
Driftwood: I can read but I can't see it. Don't seem to have it in focus here. (Moving the contract closer to and further from his face.) If my arms were a little longer I could read it...You haven't got a baboon in your pocket have you? Ah. Now I've got it. Now pay particular attention to this first section because it's most important. It says, "The party of the first part shall be known in this contract as the party of the first part." How do you like that? That's pretty neat, eh?
Fiorello: No. It's no good.
Driftwood: What's the matter with it?
Fiorello: I don't know, let's hear it again.
Driftwood: Says, "The party of the first part shall be known in this contract as the party of the first part."
Fiorello: Sounds a little better this time.
Driftwood: Well, it grows on you...Would you like to hear it once more?
Fiorello: Ah...Just the first part.
Driftwood: What do you mean, the party of the first part?
Fiorello: No. The first part of the party of the first part.
Driftwood: Alright it says the umm..."The first part of the party of the first part shall be known in this contract as the first part of the party of the first part, shall be known in this contract...LOOK...why should we quarrel about a thing like this. We'll take it right out eh? (Tears off sections of contract.)
Fiorello: Ha ha, it's too long anyhow! (rip rip) Now what do we got left?
Driftwood: Well, I've got about a foot and a half. Now it says, "The party of the second part shall be know in this contract as the party of the second part."
Fiorello: Well I don't know about that.
Driftwood: NOW what's the matter?
Fiorello: I don't like the second party either.
Driftwood: Well you should have been at the first party, we didn't get home till around four in the morning...I was blind for three days.
Fiorello: Ay...Look, why can't the first part of the second party be the second part of the first party? Thena you got something!
Driftwood: Well look...ah...Rather than go through all that again, what do you say? (Tears off another section.)
Fiorello: Fine.
Driftwood: Now...ah...Now I've got something here you're bound to like. You'll be crazy about it.
Fiorello: No, I don't like it.
Driftwood: You don't like what?
Fiorello: Whatever it is, I don't like it.
Driftwood: Well let's not break up an old friendship over a thing like that! Ready?
Fiorello: Okay. (rip) Now the next part I don't think you're gonna like.
Driftwood: Well your word's good enough for me...Now then, is my word good enough for you?
Fiorello: I should say not.
Driftwood: Well that takes out two more clauses. (rip) Now the party of the eighth part...
Fiorello: No. Nooo. (rip)
Driftwood: No? The party of the ninth...
Fiorello: No, that's no good too. (rip) Hey, how is it my contract is skinnier than yours?
Driftwood: I dunno, you musta been out on a tear last night. But anyhow we're all set now, aren't we?
Fiorello: Ah, sure.
Driftwood: Now just eh...(hands Fiorello a pen) Put your name right down there and then the deal is eh...Then the deal is legal.
Fiorello: Eh, I forgot to tell you. I can't write.
Driftwood: (shaking the pen) Well that's okay, there's no ink in the pen anyhow. But listen, it's a contract, isn't it?
Fiorello: Oh sure. You bet.
Driftwood: We've got a contract, no matter how small it is!
Fiorello: Hey wait, wait! What does this say here? This thing here?
Driftwood: Oh that. Oh that's the usual clause...that's in every contract. That just says...eh...it says...eh..."If any of the parties participating in this contract are shown not to be in their right mind, the entire agreement is automatically nullified."
Fiorello: Well, I don't know...
Driftwood: It's alright, that's in every contract! That's what they call a "sanity clause."
Fiorello: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...you can't fool me. There ain't no sanity clause!
Driftwood: (Giving up all hope of a successful conversation, takes off carnation and hands it to Fiorello.) Well you win the white carnation!
Pets the good boi.
LOL. Lordy, lordy. You'll have to tell me what that is from. Presumably, I could just google the names, but I refuse :P
That's a scene from what is the Marx Brothers greatest film, "Night at the Opera". Some classic one-liners are in there too. You need to watch.
My least favorite time of the year…high humidity, no wind summer in the mountains. Blech.
I absolutely hate when the temperature and humidity both hit the 90's
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