|Tuesday, April 19th, 2005|
anselm23's meme amused me:
You go find a song that everybody knows and put the lyrics into the Babelfish (http://babelfish.altavista.com/). Translate them from English to German, then German to French, and then French to English. Then post here with 3 clues. See who gets the song right first.
What song is this?
Sometimes, I believe that I, run to me far leaves have, the pain to be received far have to which you go those the loves in the heart of me which, we seem, go nowhere divides and which I have my light for me throws and rotation lost I do not sleep the night can (choral society) at once that me ran you too much (I left) me run now leaves you these loves damaged course, me gives you given you a a whole boy could take to you gives my tears to have and those am not almost all the oh -... loves damaged I now know the love damaged to be made run far things close to you somebody you require leave enough, hold have and you think, request loves must, me are however sad that I then do not request (choral society...) to assign not you to me, me to satisfy can the manner upright, you I love you necken, although you wound me that then I will pack my things now and that to go from the loves damaged, affect the love (x2) damaged to me baby, damaged love damaged the love (x2) (x3)
I suspect that this is easy enough that I'll make the hints somewhat obscure:
- One-hit wonder.
- Originally sung as a soul song by Gloria Jones in 1964.
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10:55p - Alfredo Primavera, Twinkie Trifle
Sunday dinner featured a lot more culinary experimentation than we've had in several months, which was nice. Even better, all the experiments came out pretty well.
For an entree, I was feeling like fresh spring vegetables, and about pasta, and about cheese sauce (which would preclude meat for Monica. So, inspired by a long-ago entry from izzylobo, I served this:
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I noticed that Dani didn't take much and didn't eat much of what he ate; I hope that it wasn't put off by the flavor.
We had been hoping that Deanna would join us, and we'd been planning to make trifle for dessert, because we knew it was a favorite of hers. But we found ourselves short of both Deanna and preparation time. So I persuaded Lori to let me try a wacky mix of high-class and low-class that I'd been pondering for months or years:
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This really worked extremely well. The Twinkies actually stood up a bit better than our typical scratch-made sponge cake (though leaving out the liqueur may have contributed), and this provided a nice contrast of textures. I would cheerfully make and eat this again, and not just when I was trying to do weird culinary tricks.
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