Iām probably the least talented cook posting in this thread. But to expand on the use of dry peppers rather than powder. I can now say with full confidence that using chiliās improves my effort 5 fold.
It is a little of a pain in the ass, especially the recommendation of roasting the peppers before soaking them. But their influence on the final product is far more intense than using a powder. Both color and fragrance is improved. And it had a bigger influence on the meat ( I used a blend of ground beef and deer sausage). Stuff is magical, I actually felt like a cook.
Thanks again guys.
No, but I wish they would move it around. It would be interesting to accumulate data if the game was played on the west coast, mid-west, etc.
I have always believed that the team that must fly is at a measurable disadvantage in collegiate sports.
So your corruption is so bad. That an Officer that enforces a law (his job), along with a judge who apparently agrees with him (also his job, he could have said no to the warrant). Will somehow get rubbed out by the LA mafia?
Is that how you believe things work? If so Iām going to guess that on more than one occasion you have been on the wrong side of such events.
Uh, donāt ever fucking, I mean ever, touch a person who has been granted the authority to arrest and detain your dumb ass.
You can play it off as itās the āman bringing you downā. But the second that dumb ass touched the cop he fucked up. And this dumb ass aināt the first dumb fuck to find that out.
And if you think LE is so bad, who do/did you call when you need a flatfoot? Jimmy Johnās?
Actually, from what I have read recently DLR was, at least to a degree always that way. After listening to him at his audition, Alex apparently didnāt understand why the hell Eddie wanted the guy.
Eddie was reported to have told Alex that they needed a visional, bold front man. Someone who could compliment the songs he was writing. And DLR was the best candidate they had auditioned. And if necessary they could hide him in the mix when they had to.
Iām particularly fond of the scene where he is putting the loaded magazines on his belt. Now, anyone who has ever carried just the standard two on their belt is familiar with the weight of 30 rounds of pistol cartridges. And how they restrict ones ability to you know, move. Now imagine 10...and then do some Kung Fu/ hand to hand. Fucking movie just threw physics out the window. It is more video game than movie.