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Sox - AMEN.

This post is kick-ass. I'll take tuna in just about anything, and now I have a host of new ideas. I'm not even a curry fan, but I love the sound of that concoction MINUS the tsp of curry powder, Rivercat0338.

Trader Joe's makes an awesome fat-free balsamic salad dressing that is to-die-for drizzled over tuna (mixed with anything)!

I'm still on the "we found the Magnum by Team 7 which we both liked but it's very expensive" part... On my budget, both the tables you're arguing about are considered expensive.

I LOVE TJ's, and most of this hilarious song - good and bad - is, admittedly, true. Except the paper bag handle claim - they're the sturdiest I've ever encountered, and we're fairly guilty to admit that we don't bring our own bags to TJ's on purpose - so we can bring home a couple of theirs! They hold EVERYTHING (and we reuse ours for toting, recycling, bringing in firewood, etc)! Great video.

Emily the Cat - ditto. Was a little bummed when i learned otherwise. I need at least one space in my bathroom that I can conceal entirely!

One of the most disappointing points of the night for me was when I read the earlier "Who Will Win?" post here on AT around 9:30pm (before the finale), and while scrolling down the comments, read someone's that had already seen the finale in a different time zone. Boo on you for posting the outcome. I had to watch it knowing who would win. That sucked.

Kudos to Karla for being SO passionate about what she does that I couldn't have given a rip about Stefan and Hosea's snippy little competitive banter. I was still so proud of her!

What heather77 said.

Carla was NOT my favorite to begin with - all the "love" talk about did me in. She has, however, revealed strength, character, and a classy modesty that has completely won me over. Plus, she clearly has mad skills. She pays attention, and that counts for a LOT.

Go Carla! Hootie Hoo!

I like mine ripety-ripe, too, klyncher! But when they're too ripe, even for me, I make banana oatmeal. I put about 2-3 cups of milk into a pan with two beaten eggs, about 1/4 c. brown sugar (or some honey - both can be omitted), and a few glugs of vanilla. Then I blend a chopped banana with a splash of milk in my mini-blender and throw that in. Stir well and whisk, fairly constantly, until the mixture JUST starts to boil. Take off the heat and add enough quick oats to get a "soupy" mixture (it will thicken over the next few minutes); cover for about 5-10 minutes. A drizzle of honey or maple syrup and some milk - damned good!

Jesse Lu - for the record (referring to the above comment) I find absolutely NOTHING wrong with having an attachment to glass jars... I can't throw them away, and constantly find uses for them. I think this could look really good if done tastefully and grouped artfully.

To each his own!

Many years ago I was trying to consolidate two half-full bottles of Tide detergent, and did it over the kitchen floor. Apparently I missed the opening of the recipient bottle a little, so the thick blue liquid began coursing down the side of it. It wouldn't have been SO bad, considering my floors were cheap white linoleum, but the cat was enamored with the process and had planted herself directly under the flowing detergent... At first it was spilling onto her back so she didn't seem to notice - by the time she did, she was covered with a thick coating of concentrated liquid soap (back, head, everywhere), and I had to abandon the bottles in time to keep her from escaping to the carpeted living room (no small task, as slick as she was).

I sincerely hope no one reading this has ever tried to shower a cat free of Tide. For starters, we know about how much they love water - I had to literally pin her down under the faucet and just keep scrubbing her fur - the first few scrubs only activated the liquid. Scrub, rinse, dodge cat-going-postal-in-kitchen-sink. Over and over and over, while she emitted a sound I had never in my life heard, and that warranted a visit from the neighbors. When I did finally get most of it off and let up for a second, she leaped about six feet from the counter and into the next room, dripping wet (cats are really very small, without all that fluff). She just kept stopping every few feet to pause and shake her back legs out, one at a time, and glare at me. It was a sad, pathetic sight. I did not see her much over the ensuing week.

Reminds me of the "downloading rug" - fix the glitch.