Oh pshaw, on Sat 26 Aug 2006 04:45:50p, modom (palindrome guy) meant to
say...

> Yup. Dirty rice. As a man who was born in Baton Rouge and raised by
> natives of South Louisiana, I am a major fan of rice in almost any
> form. And dirty rice is the very definition of comfort food in
> modom's dictionary.
>
> However, I am married to a woman who adheres (somewhat) to South Beach
> and who does not like chicken livers at all. Therefore, I eat dirty
> rice about as often as George Bush changes his mind. Seldom is an
> overstatement of the frequency that dirty rice gets served here.
>
> BUT as I type this note, D is in the kitchen with a passel of chicken
> livers, rice, onions, a 33-year-old copy of River Roads cookbook, etc.
> making a big ole pan of dirty rice just for me! She's listening to
> Ray Wylie Hubbard's latest CD and frying up chicken livers in a pan.
> For me.
>
> It must be true love.

Happy for you! I absolutely love chicken livers, but not dirty rice. Go
figger.

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Wayne Boatwright
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