nr706 wrote:No one can accuse Cooks Illustrated as not being "worth the cost of the glossy paper it's printed on ...."
aschie30 wrote:Slightly off-topic: Does anyone else out there read Christopher Kimball's editorial introductions in CI and, at the end of them, think, huh??!
aschie30 wrote:Slightly off-topic: Does anyone else out there read Christopher Kimball's editorial introductions in CI and, at the end of them, think, huh??!
Yes, as in defining "fond" every time they mention it.wak wrote:I love Cook's Illustrated. They can get a little pedantic
MariaTheresa wrote:I prefer overdone folksiness to unadulterated snobbery.
nr706 wrote:aschie30 wrote:Slightly off-topic: Does anyone else out there read Christopher Kimball's editorial introductions in CI and, at the end of them, think, huh??!
Can you say "self-indulgent?"
Christopher Kimball's Random Message generator wrote:Well, it's [insert season of year] here again in Vermont, and [insert same season] always reminds me of [insert name of revered family member or quirky neighbor]'s special [insert name of revered family member's or quirky neighbor's special dish/crop]. See, growing up in rural Vermont, everyone had to [insert stereotypical good-old-days, community-minded activity like being on the volunteer fire force] or else it would not get done; it's just the way it was. I remember sitting on/in/by [porch/hay bale/old quarry with the rope swing for summer, warming shed at the old skating pond/hearth for winter] eating [insert special dish/crop] and thinking about how one day I could engage in the [insert stereotypical good-old-days, community-minded activity]. And to this day, when I smell [insert special dish/crop] baking in the oven/cooking on the stove, it makes me want to go out and [insert civic-minded activity within a certain realm, such as giving to NPR, rallying for single-payer health care at the capitol, collecting signatures for petition to ban non-local foods from school lunches] . . .
Matt wrote:I feel like you could make a mad lib for Christopher Kimball's CI "editor's page" or whatever they call it; those things just seem to write themselves.Christopher Kimball's Random Message generator wrote:Well, it's [insert season of year] here again in Vermont, and [insert same season] always reminds me of [insert name of revered family member or quirky neighbor]'s special [insert name of revered family member's or quirky neighbor's special dish/crop]. See, growing up in rural Vermont, everyone had to [insert stereotypical good-old-days, community-minded activity like being on the volunteer fire force] or else it would not get done; it's just the way it was. I remember sitting on/in/by [porch/hay bale/old quarry with the rope swing for summer, warming shed at the old skating pond/hearth for winter] eating [insert special dish/crop] and thinking about how one day I could engage in the [insert stereotypical good-old-days, community-minded activity]. And to this day, when I smell [insert special dish/crop] baking in the oven/cooking on the stove, it makes me want to go out and [insert civic-minded activity within a certain realm, such as giving to NPR, rallying for single-payer health care at the capitol, collecting signatures for petition to ban non-local foods from school lunches] . . .
aschie30 wrote:Matt wrote:I feel like you could make a mad lib for Christopher Kimball's CI "editor's page" or whatever they call it; those things just seem to write themselves.Christopher Kimball's Random Message generator wrote:Well, it's [insert season of year] here again in Vermont, and [insert same season] always reminds me of [insert name of revered family member or quirky neighbor]'s special [insert name of revered family member's or quirky neighbor's special dish/crop]. See, growing up in rural Vermont, everyone had to [insert stereotypical good-old-days, community-minded activity like being on the volunteer fire force] or else it would not get done; it's just the way it was. I remember sitting on/in/by [porch/hay bale/old quarry with the rope swing for summer, warming shed at the old skating pond/hearth for winter] eating [insert special dish/crop] and thinking about how one day I could engage in the [insert stereotypical good-old-days, community-minded activity]. And to this day, when I smell [insert special dish/crop] baking in the oven/cooking on the stove, it makes me want to go out and [insert civic-minded activity within a certain realm, such as giving to NPR, rallying for single-payer health care at the capitol, collecting signatures for petition to ban non-local foods from school lunches] . . .
Hilarious.