Biskit
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So, it would seem that Mrs. Biskit has decided to pick up some extra hours at the nursing home where she's a CNA. She tells Biskit that she won't be home til 9 pm or so. This leaves ol' Biskit in a quandry. He's gotta git his own supper!
Being no stranger to the freezer, Biskit snoops in there and finds a bag of popcorn shrimps and frozen mashed taters. "Whoopee!" Biskit is ecstatic, "Supper!" (Yes! Biskit lives in a part of the world where the evening meal is called "Supper!" as is proper ettikette!)
After starting the oven for to bake the shrimps, dolling out a proper amount of spuds into a bowl and starting the Nukulator, Biskit is unpleasantly surprised to find no tartar sauce for his shrimps. :doh: Biskit does not partake of sea food, shrimps even, with out tartar sauce.
"Hmmmm" says he, "I must be quick and resourceful if I am to have tartar sauce with my shrimps."
After a few moments of thought, he decided that he knew the forumla for the tart in tartar sauce. Lemon juice! After putting a fair layer of that stuff in a small container, Biskit plopped in a generous portion of Miracle Whip. He stirred this concoction together until he got the viscosity he desired. He, then, added some pickle relish and stirred that into the fomenting batch. Liberally sprinkled with black pepper and it weren't too bad for his shrimps.
Thank-you for your support!
Being no stranger to the freezer, Biskit snoops in there and finds a bag of popcorn shrimps and frozen mashed taters. "Whoopee!" Biskit is ecstatic, "Supper!" (Yes! Biskit lives in a part of the world where the evening meal is called "Supper!" as is proper ettikette!)
After starting the oven for to bake the shrimps, dolling out a proper amount of spuds into a bowl and starting the Nukulator, Biskit is unpleasantly surprised to find no tartar sauce for his shrimps. :doh: Biskit does not partake of sea food, shrimps even, with out tartar sauce.
"Hmmmm" says he, "I must be quick and resourceful if I am to have tartar sauce with my shrimps."
After a few moments of thought, he decided that he knew the forumla for the tart in tartar sauce. Lemon juice! After putting a fair layer of that stuff in a small container, Biskit plopped in a generous portion of Miracle Whip. He stirred this concoction together until he got the viscosity he desired. He, then, added some pickle relish and stirred that into the fomenting batch. Liberally sprinkled with black pepper and it weren't too bad for his shrimps.
Thank-you for your support!