Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Friday, April 20, 2007
Dine
DINE, v.t. To eat a good dinner in good company, and eat it slow. In dining, as distinguished from mere feeding, the palate and stomach never ask the hand, "what are you giving us?"
dine This word is foreign to me. If you were to come look at my keyboard, you would realize I eat most of my meals ight here. In fact, would you like the other half of my bagel?
DINE, n. To eat where someone else unwraps your food. Unknown to this lexicographer, who is experimenting with 19th century weight-loss programs, in honor of our Nation's and our President's return to those years. The Peasant Diet. You sniff a picture of food, and are satisfied. Until the IRS snatches the picture away as part of the settlement for back taxes.
Ariel -- for your dining pleasure would you prefer cream cheese or strawberry jelly? It's a whole wheat bagel with sunflower seeds. My toaster is a bit over-zealous and insists on "extra dark" no matter what setting I choose.
Dine: Do it every day...sometimes...most of the times with candle light. Which reminds me of a funny story...my Father, when my Mother was away, decided to go to McD's for his dinner/supper, he was greeted at the dore by a young lady that said "Welcome to our candle light service" ...yes, there were candles at each table...however, the food/grubb was still wrapped in paper...however, there was not a minister/priest in sight!!!!
Dine: *sigh* when you have small children, you chow down as fast as you can before someone spills something-that-you-have-to-clean-up-and-your-food-will-be-cold-by-the-time-you've-done-that.
I never fully recovered from that, although the youngest kid is now 38 and long gone from home. I still eat too fast.
TLP-you made me chuckle. I was thinking along those lines. Also, in that vein, to dine means you don't have to get on your hands and knees after supper and clean food off the floor!
Dine,v.t. A state of leisurely gustatory nirvana achieved only when they call a third nervous seating conference over at the maitre d's kiosk.
(With my extended family, the quality of the meal is usually measured by the number of other restaurant diners we drive from our immediate vicinity. Current record: 5 tables. Be forewarned if you plan to visit the Claim Jumper in Fountain Valley.)
to dine means getting a quick shower, rushed hair drying, night light make up, wash&wear dress, black heeled shoes, candle lit places, fine wine and their credit cards. no compromise abt the last. otherwise, it's blue jeans, white shirt, light beer and tons of fun watching sports tv while they eat popcorns and i dine.
minka, sounds good! I'm dining with you tonight. Pass your glass.
Anyone else care for some wine?
In truth, the propellers on my beanie cap get all revved up at this word too because what really springs to mind is dyne. You know, a really small unit of force. :-)
It all rhymes with wine though so its all good. Have a great weekend.
doug..! i ain't talking abt hubbies... did u forget the universal male scheme? when they are still dating girls, they wine & dine. when they get married, men whine when they dine!
Neva, things have really gone wrong here, haven't they?
Asiansmiles, have you ever had one of those days when you said something and then read something and wished you could go back and take back what you said?
mmmm - as long as it's all made out of soy, then stuck inside an omelette (along with swiss cheese and mushrooms) -- and accompanied by a stack of whole grain pancakes with maple syrup, i'm down with it! (apparently i'm hungry... can you tell?)
37 comments:
WOOH!!!!!!
... and to your update I add, more often than not, 'tis sadly "to go"...
The reason to have humans
if we shouldn't eat animals, why are they made of meat?
ijtjlze: lightly tossed escargots in herb butter, accompanied by a fine wine
Dining, feeding, grazing, gorging... it's all the same to me.
dine This word is foreign to me. If you were to come look at my keyboard, you would realize I eat most of my meals ight here. In fact, would you like the other half of my bagel?
Quilly, a friend of mine calls that "I had lunch with my colleague". :)
yes, please.
*munch*
=crunch=
~slurp~
'bout sums it up!
DINE, n. To eat where someone else unwraps your food. Unknown to this lexicographer, who is experimenting with 19th century weight-loss programs, in honor of our Nation's and our President's return to those years. The Peasant Diet. You sniff a picture of food, and are satisfied. Until the IRS snatches the picture away as part of the settlement for back taxes.
Ariel -- for your dining pleasure would you prefer cream cheese or strawberry jelly? It's a whole wheat bagel with sunflower seeds. My toaster is a bit over-zealous and insists on "extra dark" no matter what setting I choose.
Dine: Do it every day...sometimes...most of the times with candle light.
Which reminds me of a funny story...my Father, when my Mother was away, decided to go to McD's for his dinner/supper, he was greeted at the dore by a young lady that said "Welcome to our candle light service" ...yes, there were candles at each table...however, the food/grubb was still wrapped in paper...however, there was not a minister/priest in sight!!!!
Wait! Doug are you saying there are places that allow you to eat the food you order right there on the premises? Shazam!
yes Joel, and "those places" are called "our couches". (just ask our kids) d'oh! ; )
dine: communion, or, at least, a watered wine.
my best meal? a grilled cheese on the Appalachian Trail. I shared the crust with a skunk.
Miz B, I think to go it's called "nourishment,"
Icy, pretty well the only one, right?
Karma, that's the question I've wanted to ask Miz B, AP3 and Neva.
Sure, J.D. As long as there's a truffle for after.
Quilly, they really need to make computers with microwave ovens built in, don't they? I'll let you give your bagel to Ariel. It may save a life.
Funny friend, Ariel.
Karen, sure does. And yet something seems to be missing. Oh, did you want to mention the President?
Ha, Amoeba.
Quilly, whole wheat with sunflower seeds? Why not just eat the lawn?
That is a funny story, Mo'a. Big Mac by candlelight is all the romance in the world.
Joel, I don't think you have them in New York yet.
Neva, and would you like a sitcom with that?
Mule, I'm glad the skunk didn't turn up his nose.
Dine: *sigh* when you have small children, you chow down as fast as you can before someone spills something-that-you-have-to-clean-up-and-your-food-will-be-cold-by-the-time-you've-done-that.
I never fully recovered from that, although the youngest kid is now 38 and long gone from home. I still eat too fast.
Your update is spot on!
TLP-you made me chuckle. I was thinking along those lines. Also, in that vein, to dine means you don't have to get on your hands and knees after supper and clean food off the floor!
Is your youngest 38?
I got nothing!
seriously, three hours of pondering and that word simple does not inspire. Is it too late to change it?
Dine, v.t. A state of leisurely gustatory nirvana achieved only when they call a third nervous seating conference over at the maitre d's kiosk.
(With my extended family, the quality of the meal is usually measured by the number of other restaurant diners we drive from our immediate vicinity. Current record: 5 tables. Be forewarned if you plan to visit the Claim Jumper in Fountain Valley.)
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Dine.
"Dine", who?
Dine to come up with a good definition, but, like Minka, I can't. (maybe I should eat something and come back for another try, later???) ; )
Fine...Wine...Dine all happen to rhyme and happen to go well together in my book.
Happy Friday all!
to dine means getting a quick shower, rushed hair drying, night light make up, wash&wear dress, black heeled shoes, candle lit places, fine wine and their credit cards. no compromise abt the last. otherwise, it's blue jeans, white shirt, light beer and tons of fun watching sports tv while they eat popcorns and i dine.
I keep coming back and all I can see is lobster!
Yummy and white wine with it!
minka, sounds good! I'm dining with you tonight. Pass your glass.
Anyone else care for some wine?
In truth, the propellers on my beanie cap get all revved up at this word too because what really springs to mind is dyne.
You know, a really small unit of force. :-)
It all rhymes with wine though so its all good.
Have a great weekend.
Doug, this is Vegas. I don't have a lawn.
TLP, dogs can work the same way once you let them in the house.
Kyah, if TLP doesn't make it back today, the answer is, AP3 is eleven months younger than her separated-at-birth twin blogbrother.
Minka, you're probably just hungry.
a4g, it's like with niece and nephew. It depends on their rotator cuffs.
Bless you, Neva.
Sar, don't forget about twine and spine.
Who are they, AS, did you marry a siamese twin?
Minka, lobster sounds fine.
Kyah, the propellor and the bib will work great together. A good look on you.
Quilly, if there's a difference between a whole wheat bagel with sunflower seeds and a tumbleweed I can't see it.
Kyah...will you quit hogging the glass! It was my wine to begin with...here, have another claw!
uh...ladies? the word is "Dine"... which rhymes with "refine". pull those claws in and play nice.
oh... you were talking about lobsters?? heh heh. my bad.
; p
doug..! i ain't talking abt hubbies... did u forget the universal male scheme? when they are still dating girls, they wine & dine. when they get married, men whine when they dine!
:P
Dine: (archaic) To consume good food in good company, after cocktails.
Minka, it sounds like you've had enough already.
Neva, things have really gone wrong here, haven't they?
Asiansmiles, have you ever had one of those days when you said something and then read something and wished you could go back and take back what you said?
Hobbes, you mean like Nick and Nora?
Where's breakfast?
Exactly.
at this rate, we may have to settle for brunch.
g, there's orange juice in the fridge.
And honey for you, Hobbes. Nevermind the bees.
Neva, and for you, bacon, sausage and ham.
mmmm - as long as it's all made out of soy, then stuck inside an omelette (along with swiss cheese and mushrooms) -- and accompanied by a stack of whole grain pancakes with maple syrup, i'm down with it! (apparently i'm hungry... can you tell?)
I meant, exactly like Nick and Nora. Or Don & Lorna.
But thanks for the honey.
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