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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:51 am
 PIE = awsm. 'Nuff said.
I think I had some cake, Quen o.x
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 12:24 pm
I wan' pie! *raises hand* blaugh
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 12:27 pm
I only like pumpkin or other spice pies. ^_^
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 12:29 pm
home made pumpkin pie is the best. ~o~
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 12:52 pm
>.> Ewwww.
I like raisin pie.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 1:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 1:06 pm
I told Gramma when I was little, that the raisin pie would be better without the raisins, because I like the filling better.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 1:16 pm
 Hmmm...I like Russian pies, like ...meat, cabbage, rice, rhubarb o-o ...That' prolly 'cause we cook only those at home.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 1:51 pm
>.> Those sound... Interesting.... I have had a chicken pot pie though, if that is what a meat pie is...
^-^ But I have had rhubarb. I LOVE rhubarb pie!
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 1:59 pm
 We don't actually use chicken. More like just some grinded pork or something of the sort o.x Fry it, with some onions and add boiled eggs = OMNOMNOM
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 2:04 pm
X.x Eeeenteresting...
Ling Ling will try anything once.
I Can Haz Recipie?
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 2:15 pm
 I'll have to dig it out. But sure, why not.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 2:56 pm
^-^ Sweet. I love trying new foods.
>.> It's just the cooking that's difficult...
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 9:27 pm
A well dressed male drow approaches the door and notices a sign forbidding weapons inside the establishment. Looking inside as he entered, he hung his blackened adamantine mace on the weapon rack beside the door, announcing as he did, "Know this, one and all...this mace, Gluttony, will utterly consume the next being other than me to come into contact with it."
Working his way toward the bar, the figure addresses the tavern keeper. "Greetings, barkeep. I am Valagh Godemtor. I wonder if you might have any Baatoran firewine in stock this evening."
"Welcome, Master Godemtor. If you will give me a moment, I will check to see if there are any bottles in my stores." A few minutes later, the tavernkeeper returned, wearing a thick pair of heavily padded gloves, carrying an old glass bottle filled with a glowing red liquid. Will this do, sir?
Valagh examined the bottle carefully for several moments before replying, "Hmm, the '42 Phlegethian. Yes, I do believe this will do quite nicely," tossing the proprietor a small pouch of coins after sitting down the bottle on a dense, damp cloth pad. "One glass please," Valagh said as he sat down at a small table in the corner of the room.
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