Office still life with margarita glass and melba toast resembling polar cross section of a lemon. Shot on iPhone 3G; cropped, slightly gamma-corrected, and sharpened using Adobe Bridge and Photoshop.
You got me with the Melba Toast. My wife who loves to cook said, "it used to be like a (19)60's diet bread." Made sense you'd like something Sixties. She's half Italian and Hungarian and into all this gourmet stuff, but needless to say we eat well.
At first glance I thought it a blood spot on the paper dish next the the Swiss Army Knife.
59er: I think melba toast may have been a '60s thing for the ladies in the bridge club. For me, '60s snacks consisted of things like Bugles, Whistles, and Screaming Yellow Zonkers. I was a foolish young consumer just like all my peers. However, today I've discovered that melba toast is really a nice low-calorie substrate for cheese. And BTW, if there's another half Italian/half Hungarian sister floating around, tell her to log in.
Big Hussein Otis: yes, that's pretty much what it looked like last time I did perform that operation with the Swiss Army knife. Walnut size my arse.
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You got me with the Melba Toast. My wife who loves to cook said, "it used to be like a (19)60's diet bread." Made sense you'd like something Sixties. She's half Italian and Hungarian and into all this gourmet stuff, but needless to say we eat well.
ReplyDeleteAt first glance I thought it a blood spot on the paper dish next the the Swiss Army Knife.
Try the Garlic Hummus on it.
at first glance I thought it was a surgeon's disposal plate following a prostate resection
ReplyDeleteOUCH!!!
ReplyDelete59er: I think melba toast may have been a '60s thing for the ladies in the bridge club. For me, '60s snacks consisted of things like Bugles, Whistles, and Screaming Yellow Zonkers. I was a foolish young consumer just like all my peers. However, today I've discovered that melba toast is really a nice low-calorie substrate for cheese. And BTW, if there's another half Italian/half Hungarian sister floating around, tell her to log in.
ReplyDeleteBig Hussein Otis: yes, that's pretty much what it looked like last time I did perform that operation with the Swiss Army knife. Walnut size my arse.