Dear Dairy: OMG! Yesterday was totally a seething mass of turgid drama.

[madbaker]

A cheese grater that we received as a wedding present broke. I liked it a lot and used it. We do have two other very nice microplane type graters. They produce a fine, airy grated cheese. Also, often in my case, grated knuckles.

What I'm reading: Peter Hamilton, The Temporal Void

Comments

[naadhira.livejournal.com]

Dairy? Cheese?

[fionnbharro.livejournal.com]

Shhh! Stop that! You'll only encourage him!

[madbaker.livejournal.com]

I wondered if anyone would notice that it wasn't a typo.

[fionnbharro.livejournal.com]

We all noticed.

And we know not to feed the Troll.

[joycebre.livejournal.com]

I'm glad my life is calm and serene. I don't think my heart could take that much exitement and drama.

[madbaker.livejournal.com]

...yeah, follow the "turgid drama" tag for more examples.

[tshuma]

Shouldn't that mood read: grated?

[madbaker.livejournal.com]

If I'd thought of it, yes. Nice.

[ptigris.livejournal.com]

Right after you posted about teh cheezdrama, another friend posted about a cheese slicer he saw in Denmark: http://www.flickr.com/photos/9652117@N03/3428395371/in/set-72157616584685014/

So maybe it won't grate, but damn! What a slicer!

[madbaker.livejournal.com]

I don't use cheese slicers.

True story: When I was 19, I sliced the tip off my thumb with one - the night before I was heading out to Paris for six months. It is virtually impossible to sleep on a plane in coach when you have a throbbing, bandaged left hand. Not to mention that you can't easily carry luggage with it.

[ptigris.livejournal.com]

Yikes. Sounds bloody awful.

[klwilliams.livejournal.com]

I always grate my knuckles. And my fingertips.