Daily Discussion Thread: 🎄 Wednesday, September 18, 2024

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• RustyRaven@aussie.zone ⁨8⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

  I made the camembert and cherry muffins. The texture is great, but the flavour is a bit incipid. I tasted a bit of the dip first and was underwhelmed by that too, so it is not very surprising. It should be fine for a snack warmed with a bit of butter, or could accompany a soup or stew. 6/10, I’ll eat them, but wouldn’t make them again.

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  • Catfish@aussie.zone ⁨8⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

    Maybe some really strong lemon curd for acid to oomph them?

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• Pilk@aussie.zone ⁨8⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

  The union rally is absolutely massive. I think they are heading to Flagstaff Gardens along La Trobe.

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• RustyRaven@aussie.zone ⁨8⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

  I almost took the lazy route and skipped the free food market this morning, but it turned out to be a good day and I got lots of good vegies. I also got some camembert and cherry dip I’m not sure what to do with. I’m thinking either using as a filling in some pastry, or muffins. I’m leaning towards muffins as pastry is more hassle.

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  • melbaboutown@aussie.zone ⁨8⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

    On crackers with wine? I can’t tell if it would be sweet or savoury

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    • RustyRaven@aussie.zone ⁨8⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

      I think it is savoury with a touch of sweetness. Crackers and wine would work, but is probably not the best option to scoff the lot like that myself…

      It’s the sweet bit that limits what it goes with. If it was onion or something instead of cherry it could be used for things like a baked potato, with eggs or a much wider range of sandwich fillings. Plus the use by date is today, so I can’t really spread out using it up much.

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• Gibsonhasafluffybutt@aussie.zone ⁨8⁩ ⁨months⁩ ago

  My father had us imprisoned in our house. We could only leave to either take me to school, or to take my mother to work.

  Then he would collect us. Sometimes he would take me to the shops for the weekly shopping. And doctors appointments. Always watched. Always monitored. A prison.

  A few years before she passed away, my mother convinced him to let her take me to see her doctor. And he allowed us to leave the house together, just us two.

  She would tell me to go and visit my friends, then we would meet back up and return home. As though we had been together the whole day.

  Sometimes she’s in my dreams. I love and hate those dreams.

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