What did you cook, eat or drink today (August 2018)?

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Lunch yesterday - Marmite Dieppoise, a Normandy fish stew made with cider, cream, fresh parsley, and some variations of my own - smoked bacon lardons and a finely chopped green chilli.
 
Stupid question - is that in case of a hurricane? If a hurricane devastated your house surely a pantry box wouldn't be much use?

Yes. It's more of a things to eat with little to no power pantry, like if you had to depend on charcoal or propane gas for heating/cooking your food, or even nothing, like having to open can and eat out of it. If you end up in a shelter because your home was destroyed or you choose to evacuate, the authorities strongly encourage you to bring food. You are also supposed to keep food and water in your "safe" room in your house, which is a small room or walk-in closet with either no window or only a small one.
 
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Yes. It's more of a things to eat with little to no power pantry, like if you had to depend on charcoal or propane gas for heating/cooking your food. Even if you end up in a shelter because your home was destroyed or you choose to evacuate, they encourage you to bring food.

Ah, I see. Luckily, no need for that in Kent! Have you ever been hit badly?
 
That sounds delicious - I had to look up Papillon bleu - a type of Roquefort?

Yes. Craig brought some black label back one of the times he had to go to France for work. For the longest time, we could only find red label here, but by accident we found a store that carries the black label so we always have some on hand now.
 
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Ah, I see. Luckily, no need for that in Kent! Have you ever been hit badly?

Us personally, not really, knock on wood since it's hurricane season now. We've been hit by Andrew, which devestated about 50-60 miles south of us, just landscape damage for us and power out for a little over a week, which is why we bought the generator after. Then Katrina and Wilma a few months apart, which caused a lot of landscape damage and took off a few clay roof tiles, power out several days. Then, Irma last year that was landscape again for us and no power, though we did have to evacuate this time and spend several $100s on a hotel, but we got off very lightly compared to the Florida Keys and the southern part of Florida's west coast. Plus a few smaller, weaker hurricanes over the years that didn't do much of anything other than cause minor inconveniences.
 
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It's been a very stressful 2 days (had to rush one of my parrots to the vet yesterday. He had gone into shock from kidney disease and had become dehydrated), so after picking him back up today, then rushing to my son's football game, we just got take out.

We shared a pizza, salad, mussels marinara, Buffalo fried shrimp, and cheesey garlic sticks with dippinig marinara.
 
Yes, thanks. Sort of. He's getting old (Louie will be 31 in a month) and has lost control of one of his feet. Parrots need both feet and their beak to clumb, stand, sleep, and eat. He .was OK just a couple of days ago, but suddenly got worse. The vet saved his life! I couldn't be more grateful to him. Avian specialist vets are a rarity.
He still has a catheter taped to his neck, and I have to radically change his cage to allow for lesser mobility, as well as change his diet.

I was destroyed last night only cutting up 1 bowl of fruits and veggies for our other parrot, Beetho. I've fed Louie every day, save the yearly vacations, for 3 decades. I was still living with my parents when I got him at 22, even before I moved into my first apartment. And he's been with me through so many apartments, and relationships, and eventually houses with my wife and son.

I was terrified that he'd say bad words when my boy was little, but he somehow knew to refrain.

Much like I plan on what I'll eat each day, and how I need to schedule the logistics of life such as cleaning and entertainment, I've planned it with Louie in mind. To feed him (and Beetho), and clean their cages, and talk and whistle and sing to them.

Louie generally tells me to f off with the latter, but that's another story. He can't sing, either.
 
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