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On a burger? The only time we bought kale was to feed it to a rescued desert tortoise that we had for several years. Yuck.
Like I said, you have to know what you’re doing. I sure wouldn’t but I’ve had two delish gourmet burgers with kale (among other things) on them.
 
I like greens. Coconut I can live without.
It's funny, because as a kid I didn't like coconut. I think it was mostly shredded coconut I didn't like (like in candies) because later as an adult, I can definitely bite into a chunk of fresh coconut and enjoy it. I still might not like shredded coconut. (it's a textural thing...)
 
I've enjoyed this ever expanding thread for years, I don't own a Thunderbird nor have I ever played one in my 40 years of gigging. Not for lack of desire, just never had the opportunity to play one. Now that I've retired when Covid hit then got diagnosed with a slow but terminal cancer, I doubt I ever will, albeit always wanted to experience the joy a T-Bird brings to it's owners. That being said, do I have to be a T-Bird owner to be member?
Sounds to me like you are already a member. And that you should have a Thunderbird somehow or another.
 
a must before jumping on the 737....
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Or Alaskan King as a first course when celebrating a SIL birthday last Friday…
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I'll elaborate on it later today or tomorrow when I've got it properly sketched out -

Rod Serling, one of the few celebrated persons I respect, once said-

"The easiest thing on earth is to come up with an idea. Then the second thing is, the hardest thing on earth is to put it down."
It's 3 am in the morning and I finally finished it- took about four hours - got a few chuckles out of it in the process. Hopefully some of you will too!

Honey Where’s My Bass?
Cal awoke nauseous and weak having just served the last hour of a 24 hour flu. Out of boredom he scanned his room with a feverish eye, suddenly noting that his prized bass, a one-off custom-made Valkyrie, was missing!

“Honey, where’s my bass?” he called out.

“You mean the one with the satanic symbols?” his wife Elsa replied from the living room.

What ‘satanic’ symbols?

He thought quickly, then remembered the fret markers, runic letters in beautifully-figured abalone.

“Those are runes, not satanic symbols.”

“I know what runes are, after all you are speaking to a Norwegian.”

Her face appeared around the corner, fair-skinned and framed with milky-white hair, her topaz eyes burning with determination.

He recalled first seeing those eyes, crowned with a nurse’s cap, gazing into his hospital room in a far-off country where he had contracted amoebic dysentery. Elsa was one of several Lutheran volunteers serving where that faith had long been established by a sister country.

It turned out to be a difficult, often embarrassing convalescence for Cal, and he might not have survived were it not for Elsa's close supervision at the hospital, then later at home when she insisted on continuing her care.

Therefore, he chose his words carefully.

“So, what’s wrong with them?”

“Runes are the writings of wizards, warlocks, and cults. Have you not heard of a game called Runequest?” she asked, stressing the word “rune”. “Vikings were pagans too, and they used runic writings.”

“But the Vikings adopted Christianity around 900, 1000 AD, and for centuries they continued to use the runic alphabet along with the Latin conceived by the Etruscans before the advent of Christianity. And we continue to use that.”

“Well, what do the symbols on your bass represent?”

“The positions of the fretboard correlating to the notes of the fourth string. They would be ‘G’ at the third fret, ‘A’ at the fifth, ‘B’ at the seventh, C sharp at the ninth, octave E at the 12th, and so on.”

She referred to her smartphone.

“So you mean that the symbol that looked like a capital ‘X’ represented the ‘G’ position, and the symbol that looked like an ‘F’, but with downturned bars, represented the ‘A’ position?”

Looked!

“Honey, what did you do to my bass?”

“Nothing I can’t fix. Now relax, because it may take a while.”

He pondered the fiery spirit inhabiting Elsa’s 6-foot, four inch frame as she walked away, tall and resolute.

No wonder Nordic bards came up with figures like the Valkyrie and the Huldra, along with Freyja, the Nordic goddess of marriage, war, and death!

Weary and discouraged he lay back and closed his eyes as the the tell-tale odor of acetone wafted through the door.

Sometime later he felt a nudge on his shoulder and looked up to see Elsa, beaming and holding his Valkyrie bass intact.

“See, I told you!”

Whatever she had done, he was thankful it had been put to right.


And really thankful he didn’t have to explain the prominent “V” on the headstock.
 
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Been remiss at submitting this original by Unicorn, having previously submitted David Gilmour's famous cover version-

Btw, Gilmoure produced Too Many Crooks, the album it came off and later invited songwriter Kenneth Baker to pen the lyrics for his eponymous solo album. But Baker declined, citing that he could only write from personal experience. I kind of know that feeling!

 
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Kale has its place in salads, on burgers, etc. But you have to know what you're doing.
The last part is key, but isn't complicated. Don't know about the SW area, but people in the South E. been doing it right for over 150 yrs or so. I even like Poke--yes, the thing than can pop up in yards.