Fear of Clowns

"Faith may be defined briefly as an illogical belief in the occurrence of the improbable."
- H. L. Mencken
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Thursday, December 02, 2004

Erik's guidlines for cooking and eating 

I'm single, live alone and pride myself on how well I eat. I enjoy a bit of fame among my friends for my fish. Tom and Joan always have me cook breaded and fried cod when they are in town from Brooklyn, about every other time I see Kella she mentions a meal of baked orange roughie (which was great, but I could never exactly reproduce it as I winged it: I completely covered the fillets in basil and oregano while baking them in butter). Jeaneen mentions cod occasionally, Jacques fondly speaks of the trout pizza topping I annually prepare on Trout Thursday.

Gee whiz, I just realized I host websites for everyone I mentioned other than Kella. Maybe they're just kissing my fishy butt. Even if they are, they are choosing my fish preparation to compliment, which is still objective proof that what I am about to present are not subjective whimsies, but eternal truths.

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