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Luckytrim said:
In Egypt and Portugal, if you ask for any salt or pepper when enjoying

A meal, it's considered an insult to the chef, akin to saying they didn’t

Properly season the food .
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My breakfast with extra fresh ground pepper.

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LastManStanding said:
I avoid black pepper as much as possible, except in certain meats. I wish I could send you some pepper that grows in the garden. But the US requires a lot of certifications I think. Also I'm not sure how much the shipping cost is, maybe it's more expensive than what pepper costs in the US.
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I appreciate the thought but am sure it would be cost prohibitive.
 
For a decade, Willie Nelson chased fame as a performer in the Nashville mold of the ’60s – hair coifed, striding to center stage at the Grand Ole Opry in sport coat and tie. Nelson had become one of country music’s most valued songwriters; Patsy Cline’s “Crazy” is a Willie song, as are Faron Young’s “Hello Walls,” Roy Orbison’s “Pretty Paper,” and “Funny How Time Slips Away” – a 1961 hit for Billy Walker but also recorded by Elvis Presley, George Jones, The Supremes, Jerry Lee Lewis, Al Green, and even as a duet by Linda Ronstadt and Homer Simpson.
In 1970, Nelson – 37 years old, freshly divorced, financially drained by tours, weary of culturally conservative Nashville, and having watched a fire destroy his house – moved back to his native state of Texas and a year later “retired” from music in a contract dispute with RCA.

In ’72, though, he moved from the small town of Bandera to Austin, where a new musical movement was taking shape. That August, he played the Armadillo World Headquarters club, a converted armory that had opened as a concert hall run by hippies who welcomed all types of music. Nelson was arguably the highest-profile player it had seen to that point, and his performance provided a considerable boost to the club – and the cause.
The rest is up in smoke, so to speak !


The effect was mutual. The appearance rejuvenated Nelson professionally and spiritually as he became one of the town’s musical “outlaws.” A counterculture version of country music
 
“The young man known as Eric Blair had always felt an internal struggle, a sense that the name he was given did not quite fit the writerly persona he wished to craft. You see, Eric harbored literary ambitions that went far beyond the constraints of his background and upbringing.
Born in colonial India to a family with ties to Britain's imperial bureaucracy, Eric sometimes felt his prospects were clouded by that lineage - the Blair name itself carrying connotations that didn't align with the fiercely independent voice he aimed to cultivate on the page.
So when Eric made the pivotal decision to pursue authorship as his calling, he seized the opportunity to reinvent himself through a meaningful pseudonym. It was 1932, and a publishing house was about to release his first authored work. This would mark Eric's debut into the literary world, but he wouldn't do it as Eric Blair.
With precise intention, he crafted the new moniker of "George Orwell" for himself. George, a quintessentially English classic name, redolent of plainspoken rhetoric - the style he so admired. And Orwell, the name of a river he loved the sound of, grounding this new identity in the pastoral English landscapes that inspired him.
In adopting this purposeful pen name, Eric Blair had chiseled the chrysalis for the famed author and social critic to emerge. George Orwell - a identity carefully cultivated to speak truth to power through an uncompromising literary voice, unconstrained by the baggage of his given name. With razor-sharp words and allegories, Orwell would usher in a new era of thought-provoking writing that still reverberates today.”

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Johnny West said:
“The young man known as Eric Blair had always felt an internal struggle, a sense that the name he was given did not quite fit the writerly persona he wished to craft. You see, Eric harbored literary ambitions that went far beyond the constraints of his background and upbringing.
Born in colonial India to a family with ties to Britain's imperial bureaucracy, Eric sometimes felt his prospects were clouded by that lineage - the Blair name itself carrying connotations that didn't align with the fiercely independent voice he aimed to cultivate on the page.
So when Eric made the pivotal decision to pursue authorship as his calling, he seized the opportunity to reinvent himself through a meaningful pseudonym. It was 1932, and a publishing house was about to release his first authored work. This would mark Eric's debut into the literary world, but he wouldn't do it as Eric Blair.
With precise intention, he crafted the new moniker of "George Orwell" for himself. George, a quintessentially English classic name, redolent of plainspoken rhetoric - the style he so admired. And Orwell, the name of a river he loved the sound of, grounding this new identity in the pastoral English landscapes that inspired him.
In adopting this purposeful pen name, Eric Blair had chiseled the chrysalis for the famed author and social critic to emerge. George Orwell - a identity carefully cultivated to speak truth to power through an uncompromising literary voice, unconstrained by the baggage of his given name. With razor-sharp words and allegories, Orwell would usher in a new era of thought-provoking writing that still reverberates today.”

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Geez, he died of TB at age 47. In 1950!!

Lee
 
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