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I have a set of these in milk glass and I use them for breakfast. Coffee in the cup and eggs and slice of toast in the plate. They are very handy.

What about some spicy popcorn or even nuts?

I may catch a lot of flack for this, but I kind of don't get the whole beekeeping craze. What's the point? Are people jarring and selling honey? If that's the case, then maybe I can see a reason for going to all the trouble of setting up a hive in your back yard. But if it's just for personal consumption it seems a bit of a hassle. Maybe it's because I don't really like honey all that much. Can anyone help me out here?

I've been lucky enough to live in an elevator building since I've been living the city. I'm now on the 6th floor but in my last two apartments I was on the 3rd floor and then the 2nd floor. It's so great when it's time to move or get furniture delivered.

Wow! I bet a lot of restaurants that serve this have been accused of food poisoning. Thanks the for info.

Does anyone know where I can find that sofa?

I made salt crusted whole trout for a dinner party last summer. You know, when you bake a fish stuffed with citrus fruits and herbs in what looks like an igloo of salt mixed with merengue. The biggest challenge, I thought, was to make sure that the fish didn't come out salty. All of the recipes and blogs I read stressed that salt baking is all in the technique.

Anyway, I got it in my head to use the best local fish I could find, so I went down to the farmers market early Saturday morning and bought a beautiful whole trout that was caught the night before. BUT, it wasn't cleaned. I lugged that fish around in a plastic bag full of ice on the subway from the financial district to Harlem and stopped at 4 different grocery stores along the way to beg the fish mongers to clean it for me. No dice. I finally had to tackle the beast myself in my bathtub in a makeshift HasMat suite (garbage bag dress, shower cap and rubber gloves). By the end of the ordeal there was blood, guts and scales all over the walls and I was in tears.

I stuffed the thing and made the salt bake mixture and cooked all of the much simpler side dishes before the guests arrived. And, here's the kicker...the damn thing came out salty! I'm sure it was all down to my novice cooking skills and frazzled mindset. But, I can say that I'll never attempt it again.

p.s. The meal was saved by the yummy chocolate cake my other half made for desert.

I always thought sweet tea was made in the sun tea tradition. When I was growing up in California my neighbor (who was from Oklahoma) used to always have a big glass picnic tank of sun tea "brewing" in the back yard. She'd dump a about a cup of sugar in when it was sufficiently strong and pour it over a tall glass of ice. I found it fascinating and very exotic.

Call it "blackened" and serve it with plenty of flair and confidence.

I'm doing the same thing. Union Square Greenmarket on Saturday and Brooklyn Flea on Sunday. I just hope the weather cooperates.