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Choosing the Best Cuts of Beef [12 Jun 2008|02:07am]

Are you wondering how to choose the best beef for your cooking needs? However you choose to cook the beef you select, the same criteria apply to choosing beef. Select meat that is bright red with veins of fat, or marbling, through it. The red color indicates that the beef is freshly cut. The fat running through the meat provides juiciness and flavor. As the beef cooks the fat will run off the meat, separating itself so you are not eating large amounts of fat which is not healthy for you. Fat around the edges of the beef should be white to ivory and firm to the touch. Before cooking your steaks, check for large pieces of fat and trim it away. The fat adds flavor and protects the meat from becoming dry during cooking too much fat remaining in a pan after cooking can affect the sauce or gravy. A good rule of thumb is to trim the fat to about 1/8 inch thick.

The United States Department of Agriculture (USDA) grades beef for meat packers. Marbling is the chief criteria for how beef is graded and priced in U. S. The more marbling throughout beef, the more tender, flavorful, and costly the beef will be. The highest quality, prime beef is rarely found in grocery stores. Most of the prime cuts go to the high classed restaurants. Choice meat which is well marbled and tender can be found at the quality markets and butchers.

Select meat, with contains little or no marbling, is the most commonly stocked grade of beef. For the best taste and tenderness, buy USDA choice beef over select meat. Officially graded beef will carry the USDA designation; otherwise the grade has been determined by the grocery store you are purchasing the meat from.

Grass fed beef is becoming more desirable and available in some markets. As the public becomes more informed about the additives being fed to the beef they are purchasing, the more popular grass fed beef is becoming. Grass fed beef is a bit lower in marbling and fat then corn fed beef. However, grass fed steaks can be quite tender and have a wonderful beef flavor.

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[22 Feb 2005|09:51pm]

The Washington Post's Style Invitational once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition. Here are this year's (2003) winners:

1. Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.

2. Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.

3. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.

4. Foreploy: Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

5. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.

6. Giraffiti: Vandalism spray painted very, very high.

7. Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.

8. Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.

9. Hipatitis: Terminal coolness.

10. Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)

11. Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.

12. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.

13. Glibido: All talk and no action.

14. Dopeler effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.

15. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.

16. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.

17. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you're eating.

And the pick of the literature:

18. Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole.
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I thought it classic.... [10 Dec 2004|12:16pm]

My current obsessively-listening-to song:

"Clark Gable"

I was waiting for a cross-town train in the london underground
When it struck me that I've been waiting since birth to find
A love that would look and sound like a movie so I changed
My plans and rented a camera and a van and then I called you
"I need you to pretend that we are in love again" and you agreed to

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd
I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in
The script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it
The marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on the set"
And then called "action!"
And I kissed you in a style that clark gable would have admired
(I thought it classic)

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd
I know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear
That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?

~ The Postal Service

I thought that The Postal Service had a website but I can't seem to find one for them....
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Catch-22 [12 Sep 2004|10:51pm]

[ mood | content ]

Okay, this has been bothering me for a while, so I was wondering if anyone here might know - Did the phrase "Catch-22" come about because of the book by Joseph Heller, or was it already around and he named the book "Catch-22" because that's what the phrase was/is?

I know it's a weird question but I was reading Catch-22 over the summer and I was thinking about that the whole time.

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Question [12 Sep 2004|11:24am]

Since we all share the love for good books, I thought that this community may be an appropriate place to ask for a book recommendation.

I would love to give a book to a friend, whose daughter is in the middle of battling a long term and potentially terminal illness, to give her strength, courage, and inspiration. My first idea, of course, was to give her "The Little Prince"...but we all know how the book ends...and that may be disturbing to my friend given the situation she is in.

I was wondering if any of you could recommend a good book, something for a friend to hold onto...

x-posted in petitprince community
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[20 Aug 2004|10:41am]

[ mood | awake ]

how old are you kats in this community? i'm just curious, as i'm a junior going to chico state and we start fall semester on monday and i'm super excited. i'm taking mostly american studies class for my major and we're reading a lot of great novels like Catch 22, On The Road, and The Sun Also Rises. what about you guys?

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New Verse Poetry Readings [14 Jul 2004|07:01pm]

[ mood | hungry ]

For anyone who is in the area and is interested, the 3rd Friday of each month Barnes & Noble hosts New Verse Poetry Readings.

The address is:

Barnes & Noble
869 Route 1 South
North Brunswick, NJ 08902

Very close to Rutgers, particularly Cook/Douglass campuses.

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[29 Apr 2004|03:32pm]

is anyone still involved in this community? i came upon it and like the idea, but it seems as if its been inactive for a few months...
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[30 Dec 2003|08:25am]

Sometimes I wonder.
Then I read things like that passage in About A Boy.
Then it seems to just take a long time.
(I'll put quotes up later)

Oh and by the way, About A Boy the book is 100% better than the movie. The movie mostly follows it but the book has much better action leading up to the ending, and better relationships with the respective boys' love interests.
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[28 Dec 2003|04:37am]

[ mood | pleased ]

"The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history." - Ch 20

The Picture of Dorian Gray.


I heard it was good. It seemed interesting. It was only 20 short chapters. But it took me a long time to get into the plot and when I finally did, I was still wondering the entire time how on earth Oscar Wilde had satisfactorily wrapped it up in the end.

And Wow.

He did an excellent job.

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[20 Dec 2003|06:18pm]

Finished High Fidelity in book form a little bit ago.

It made me look forward to being a full fledged adult, with a career and complexed relationships, and living with people who aren't related to me.

It also made me want to fling the book at Mitchell and make him read it.

Which I could just buy it for him for Christmas. But that would probably seem way to pointed, since the main story is of a guy that breaks up with his girlfriend and then they get back together.

But the thing about her being able to read him just right, and him being the type of person who just wants to get away and think for a while, all made me think of Mitch.

Which can honestly say I hadn't been doing anyway.

I marked quotes as I went along. Now I just need to write them down.

One thing I've been noticing in all of the books I've been reading lately is the different ways authors show conversation. In The Sun Also Rises, there's a chapter where a conversation uses no quotes and is entirely written from inside Jake's mind. It painted a deft moment, a thoughtful but withdrawn time that still interacted with others. With High Fidelity, I noticed that the more familiar the characters are and the most of a central character they are, the less mentioning of names was in the conversation, much like real life. There was less of the I said, she said that we are trained to use when we are first learning to write. I guess as we get older we are allowed to toss away the guidelines that we had to know to get to this point. I wonder how much that applies to different areas of life.
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I'm Feeling Infinite. [16 Dec 2003|10:10am]

[ mood | infinite ]

"And all the books you've read have been read by other people. And all the songs you've loved have been heard by other people. And that girl that's pretty to you is pretty to other people. And you know that if you looked at these facts when you were happy you would feel great because you are describing 'Unity'."
-The Perks of Being a Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky (page 96)

Edit:: when I first posted that, I was feeling rather annoyed by that thought. Here are new thoughts nearly in entirety:

Like the Turner Classic Movie gimmick of December says,
"Love Is A Funny Thing."

It's very true.
I read The Perks Of Being a Wallflower today.
I think I originally disliked it because it seemed so simple and young. But there was something interesting that made me keep going. Maybe the idea that this kid lived in Pittsburgh and I knew exactly what tunnel he was talking about. I could bring the pictures so vividly to my mind even if I haven't been there in over seven years. I loved that Patrick was going to go to University of Washington to be close to the music. This book was like home for me. And I found myself so interested because these weren't just Charlie's thoughts, they were things that the author thought someone like Charlie would think of. The thoughts have passed through so many people that a book was written on them. Thoughts on forgetting you're special, thoughts on participating, on feeling like the lost sibling, on knowing secrets, and being honest, and reading, and music... It's funny that it mentions feeling special in the book, because it's the sort of book that has an impact, that you know millions of people will read or have read. And I'm one of those millions, but it doesn't matter that I'm a number on some list on some publisher's success scale. What matters is that I did it, that I have something in common with all of those million people, that I have "unity" and at the same time a profound individuality. I say this last part because even if the thoughts in the book very like mine, they weren't. Each reader would have conveyed Charlie differently had they been the writer. And each reader probably read it differently as well. In one sitting, in many sittings. In their own room, in a library, in a coffee shop, in their early morning classroom. While listening to happy music, or sad music, or to Charlie's music, possibly to no music at all. This is the sort of book that I'll wind up making a part of me, like I did with the movie Amelie.

"And all the books you've read have been read by other people. And all the songs you've loved have been heard by other people. And that girl that's pretty to you is pretty to other people. And you know that if you looked at these facts when you were happy you would feel great because you are describing 'Unity'."
-The Perks of Being a Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky (page 96)

I'm tempted to make a list of all of the culture references Charlie makes and find/experience each one of them.
But I might not go that far.

Love really is a funny thing.
It starts as simple interest and blossoms when not disappointed.
It grows with effort and undying interest, but not only does it grow, it grows within itself and with whoever loves.
Love is a wonderful funny thing.
I have fallen in love with a book today.
And it allowed me to be in love with everything else, including a grey rainy day.

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The Firehouse Window [14 Dec 2003|11:53pm]

There's a whole world outside this window
and the car is parked one block away.
Where do you want to go tonight?
Pick a stoplight.
I'll tell you left or right
or straight ahead 'till morning
When the sun rises to the east
we'll be waiting on the sandy coast
with the radio soft and the AC off
wrapped in blankets, ready to sleep
but we made it this far
so why not a million miles more?
play the license plate game
and keep score
just for the hell of it
All outside this narrow window
the world waits for us
to see the stars in 48 of 50 states
and never wonder "why?"
when a simple "why not?" will do just fine
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[14 Dec 2003|11:34pm]

recent written journal excerpts:


they're all sleeping
two to a bed
with soft-as-snow pillows
under their heads
City lights come in
through open window shades
making me wonder
if I have to move for it to fade
Sitting in the hidden corner
next to the bathroom
florecent lights buzz
as if to an unending tune
soon I will sleep too
but now I'm awake
wondering how much
being an outsider I can take


Leaning back into the soft couch,
I try to appear at ease

Eyes on the stage,
ears on the music,
legs crossed at the knees.
I try to appear graceful and fluid.
I unfold to reach for my drink.

Lean forward,
elbows on my thighs,
one foot stretched out to the left.
My fingers fidget in betrayal.
I am fluid; I lean back into the couch.

Eyes on the stage,
ears on the music,
legs crossed at the knees.
A deep sip through clenched teeth.
Somethings you will never see.
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...Childhood's Swing...by M.E... [31 Aug 2003|09:49pm]

This is the winter of our discontent
with innocence only known after it's spent.
Searching world over for where it may be
this lost childhood, this being free.
Aging slowly enough to see
the creeping of a pair of new "friends".
Responsibility, Maturity, will be till the end.
Forever walking side by side.
To their rules we must abide.
But for now we still can hide.
Slip away from these grown-up foes.
If they catch you, throw the blows
that knock them out of the ring
while to lasting innocence you cling
so you can still sit upon a swing.
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Amelie quotes [31 Aug 2003|10:58pm]

[ mood | sleepy ]

"Luck is like the Tour de France. You wait and it flashes past you. You have to catch it while you can."

"Time are hard for dreamers."

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...Waiting In Rest... by M.E. (molly elizabeth)... [15 Jun 2003|07:09pm]

Keep waiting for your call
The phone next to the bed
Wanting to be awoken
by ringing near my head

Eyelids slide down
Sleep consumes me
But incompletely

Is it all just a dream?
Ethereal realms of solitude


Tell them not to call
Not right now
Incessant ringing is unwelcome
When its anyone else

Nothing is ever what we want
No one is ever you
At least not when I want them to

Ringing again
Just ignoring it now
Sleep is sweeter than false hopes
Dashed by strangers voices
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[31 May 2003|10:47am]

[ mood | cheerful ]

hello there,

i came across this community when searching for users with an interest in mason gross, because well.. i'm a mason grosser. i do visual art, but i've dabbled in writing and i'm getting into it again. i'm real coky and silly and yeah, anyway, i was just saying hello.

who else is an RU/mason gross artist? maybe we already know each other?

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...Two for today, critics are welcome... [21 May 2003|04:19pm]

[ mood | contemplative ]

Wandering, somewhat aimless
Struggling to stay blameless
Through the beaten paths
Thorns trying to show their wrath
Against all who wander on
All trying to stay strong
Never stopping
Always watching
Eyes wide open as can be
Dodging thorns to stay free
To weak to run
Exhaustion from the sun
Threatens to slow the pace
Fear of being stranded in this place
Pushes on
Those trying to stay strong.
Never stopping
Always watching
For thorns waiting for the fall
Of man, of them all.
One by one they all go down
Preyed upon and soon to drown
In this bitterest of casualties
In this fight it is harder to get free.


About to try something new, so new.
Not sure this is something I should do
but it seems a little better every time I look at you
So don’t turn away, stare into my eyes
If you glance away I just might run away to hide
And never turn back to hear your sweet goodbye
Now I don’t know what I’m doing here
But as long as I know you’re near
All of my doubt and all of my fears
Will be blown away
Faster than my rocket ship to the moon
Let me know this will all be over soon
And we can return to the safety of my room
Holding tight and fading fast
What is gone and what will last?
Left expectations to the past
Made room for all things new
Made room for you.

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on writing.... [10 Apr 2003|06:47pm]

[ mood | amused ]

It's not a good idea to put your wife into a novel; not your latest wife
-- Norman Mailer

The difference between fiction and reality is that fiction has to make
-- Tom Clancy

We are shut up in schools and college recitation rooms for 10 or 15
years, and come out at last with a belly full of words and do not know a
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

A word is not a crystal, transparent and unchanged; it is the skin of a
living thought, and may vary greatly in color and content according to the
circumstances and the time in which it is used.
-- Oliver Wendell Holmes

Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost
possible degree.
-- Ezra Pound

I must tell you that the supply of words on the world market is
plentiful, but the demand is falling.
-- Lech Walesa

All the best stories in the world are but one story in reality -- the
story of escape. It is the only thing which interests us all and at all
times, how to escape.
-- A.C. Benson

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