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Timbale Report
Report to the Timbale Quality Testing Team:
Delia reports that she sorta kinda likes quinoa. The texture was acceptable. It tasted okay. It looked okay. It smelled okay.
Does this mean that she ate the three timbales I gave her for dinner? Hah, foolish friends list, of course it does not. One was disemboweled into bits on her plate, and the other two were banished back to the refrigerator. The problem? It was the dried apricots I had minced VERY finely and mixed with the quinoa. "So dissect it," I said. "Eat the quinoa and leave the apricot bits on your plate."
Alas, the sad fact remained that parts of dried apricot had TOUCHED the surface of the quinoa. Quel horror! This was enough to render the entire timbale Taboo and Unacceptable and therefore Destined Only for Banishment To The Garbage.
All the rest of the timbales in this batch are mine.
Delia suggested hopefully that perhaps a future timbale, mixed with, say, cheese instead of the Dreadful Apricot, might be acceptable.
However, I have been led by the nose down this primrose path before of "Well, I might eat it if you'd only . . . " before and I remain deeply skeptical.
I remain,
your ob'dt servant,
(Ms.) Peg Kerr
Chief Cook and
Director, Timbale Testing Team
Delia reports that she sorta kinda likes quinoa. The texture was acceptable. It tasted okay. It looked okay. It smelled okay.
Does this mean that she ate the three timbales I gave her for dinner? Hah, foolish friends list, of course it does not. One was disemboweled into bits on her plate, and the other two were banished back to the refrigerator. The problem? It was the dried apricots I had minced VERY finely and mixed with the quinoa. "So dissect it," I said. "Eat the quinoa and leave the apricot bits on your plate."
Alas, the sad fact remained that parts of dried apricot had TOUCHED the surface of the quinoa. Quel horror! This was enough to render the entire timbale Taboo and Unacceptable and therefore Destined Only for Banishment To The Garbage.
All the rest of the timbales in this batch are mine.
Delia suggested hopefully that perhaps a future timbale, mixed with, say, cheese instead of the Dreadful Apricot, might be acceptable.
However, I have been led by the nose down this primrose path before of "Well, I might eat it if you'd only . . . " before and I remain deeply skeptical.
I remain,
your ob'dt servant,
(Ms.) Peg Kerr
Chief Cook and
Director, Timbale Testing Team