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, August 04, 2006
AMBROSIA, n. The diet of the Gods- the modern peanut.
2006 Update: The sweet soufflé served to salesmen or a bowlful of broth to a beggar. Your grandmother's cooking after a long visit graveside.
Good morning all,
I am saving this space for the Penguin who has dined on the Ambrosia of her family for this last month.
Welcome back Minka.
And she´s done it again!
Sorry you guys :)
Brian, are you friggin' kidding me?!
1 cup orange juice
3 medium oranges, peeled and sectioned
1 can (8 ounces) pineapple chunks, undrained
1/2 cup seedless red grapes, halved
1/2 cup shredded coconut
1/2 cup chopped pecans
and if you don't feel godly after this, at least you got your vitamins for the day!
Was Ambrose named for Ambrosia? If so, he missed his calling.
Ambrosia: Kisses sweeter than wine.
nice one TLP.
Ambrosia: that first and perfect cup of coffee in the morning (i'll have one, my brain will kick in, and surely cleverness will ensue!)
by the way, i didn't get back here in time to say it last night, but welcome back Minka! i suspect seeing your avatar is the equivalent to ambrosia for more than a few pairs of eyes.
Ambrosia - A 1970's rock band from Southern California...see also 1975 and the song "Hold'in on to Yesterday."
Welcome back Penguin!
Ladies and gentlemen, one more round of applause for the wonderful "puppy, snuppy, Neva" and her guest shot on Belle yesterday!! Due to circumstances mainly beyond my control yesterday I did not get the opportunity to adequately pimp her post and beam with pride...
*applauding* Here here, Joel! We adore your sweetie (and that would not be puking, that would be a heartfelt awwww).
Ambrosia: An evil attempt to ruin the enjoyment of a cup of oj, a bowl of oranges, pineapples, grapes topped with pecans (and marshmallows, no?) because of the Co..coco...coconut! *GAGGING*
Ambrosia: The taste of a forbidden kiss.
Sar, i think that's called ambrosiyuck (i agree, unless it's fresh out of the nut, coconut is definitely gag-worthy)
*blushes* thank you honey!
Ambrosia: the taste of my honey's kiss, even after 21 years of marriage...
Ambrosia: The green alcoholic drink that they have when they are boozing it up on the new Battlestar Galatica!
Ambrosia? You mean nectar of the gods?
Champagne Truffles. Dang. Just...dang.
Doug - I don't think the word verification knows this is a pg-13 (ha!) site because it says sex in the middle. You better have a talk with Blogger.
Ambrosia: What I prayed would fall on top of the traffic cop's head this very am. I mean $63 bucks for a cup of joe is no way to start the day!
Welcome back Minka - your penguin presence has been missed. Now all is as it should be (except for the interloper in your spot and the parking ticket in my pocketbook) grrrr.
Snuppy - Nice star turn yesterday about. Love the monkey-grams!
Just one question - am I the only one who finds ambrosia disgusting!? Even without the coconut? I mean they're all perfectly nice fruits on their own!
Ambrosia: What you want, when you want it, how you want it, for as long as you want it.
Ambrosia: a favorite of Bees everywhere...can't live without it. No accounting for taste.
Okay...I can stay in the closet no longer this morning...I must confess to all in attendance that I kinda like Ambrosia...there, I said it. But really, what's not to like? You've got your fruit, your nuts, mixed all together...not so bad really, now is it?
I kinda liked the band Ambrosia too...what can I say?
g-you might be the only one that doesn´t like it. I haven´t even tried it :) The recipe is as close as I got to it!
But who needs Ambrosia, when a good does of Ambrose will get you good and goign for the day?!
I confess. I saw the empty spot and zoomed in. Do you know how hard it is to find street parking in Mid Town? That's Ambrosia.
Please forgive me Minka, I will never intrude on your space again. ;))
Brian, the first spot is open to everybody, as long as you all realize that it really isn´t ;)
Brian, what an extraordinary notion to take. I'm stunned.
Minka, for the record your gloating was the first comment to reach my inbox. Oh, and your recipe is missing the little marshmallows baked on top. Great to have you back.
Sure did, TLP. Ambrosia's a taste of honey?
Puppybrose, I'll ask again. Cream and sugar? Include these eyes but you knew that.
Sar, add the marshmallows, can the coconuts and I'll have some too.
Yes, Anomie, but without the immortality.
Puppybrose, aw. Get a room.
CJ, I knew I was missing something not watching that show. Is there a Boltar?
Jenna, mine says VBZSE. I think it's you.
G, I'm so sorry. Especially if you were driving in New York. That's taxation not order. And to partly answer your question, I usually skip it but don't mind it. I think it's a regional thing.
Mutha, are you sure that isn't an iPod?
Joel, they wear yellow, too. Your second comment reminds me of a joke people make about California.
Minka, if you visit cowgirl and stay a Sunday the chances are about 85% you'll get to try it. I think midwestern families can gather without it as long as the police don't show up and Aunt Ginny's out of town.
Brian, it must have been a poet thing. I can't imagine what was in your artistic little head.
Gracious, Monika and on your first day back. Nice penguin.
If we are taking a vote:
Band Abrosia: Surprised I don't know them... so can't vote.
Sweet thing mixing orange and nuts, etc: AAAACH! Hate it! Leave it to the bees. I may have to eat something right now in order to get the remembered taste out of my mouth.
Anybody got a breath mint?
That's it Minka - hold, the ia, just give me my Ambrose straight up!
Thanks Doug - and that was my exact thought as I drove away! Another way to bleed us honest New Yorkers dry! Let's make it so that by the time you figure out where you can park, it's already illegal to do so! I'm still steamed up, so look out Brian! Of course I know how hard it is to find parking in Midtown, that's why when I worked there, I took the train!
I used to love Battelstar long ago when hunky Apollo was a MAN. My other half watches Battelstar Galatica and I spend that time dozing but the Ambrosia booze I do recall. :)
Ambrosia: A little known post-coital chemical given off by the mating dung beetle. Which if collected correctly can cure sinus infections.
Ambrosia: sinfully satisfying yet safe for the soul ~ with and/or *without* the "ia". (hey, i can suck up with the best of you. tho' i'm not a fan of the former. hmmmm? Joel LIKES Ambrosia but Hates potato salad... go figure! that said, neither will be found on our dinner table and/or TV tray anytime soon)
NBFF: parking tix are a heck of a lot cheaper around here. as are the lattes...
Mutha, I have a vague memory of an album cover, but that's about it for me. Here you go. Thought you'd never ask.
G, there's honest New Yorkers?
CJ, it sounds memorable. On Star Trek, there was a drink offered by a midget with a name like Ambrosia but I'll be darned if I can remember it. Anyone?
Welcome, Shamrock. I'm not ashamed to admit I had no idea.
Puppybrose, who hates potato salad? Joel, that's insane.
Oooh Shamrock's here. Ooooh. Aaaah.
Is it just me? Are you sure Doug? I think it's this BLOG. I mean...I don't get verifications like that at my place only here.
Ambrosia: divine food promised that ends with an aunt agreeing to OVERNIGHT babysitting in the forseeable future. Arf.
Nice about the dung beetle. And I guess it's also software for MAC? xoxo
"G, there's honest New Yorkers?"
Not to speak for the lamp lady but I'm thinking I too should take offense at that remark!
Joel - pay him no mind. He's a master, oh wait (that won't sound right) - he like to throw out the bait.
Yes Doug - all seven of us.
heeeeee! G! hoo boy, are you gonna get scathed now! xoxo
we knows ya'
plural of Ambrose
afphw: afters, phew!
Jenna, I wondered where shamrock came from. Any friend of yours is a friend of mine. Within limits, of course.
Mireille, I think Apples run on nectar.
Joel, by the transitive property of irritation, offending you would make me potato salad. I can live with that.
G, it's the best way to go when the fish ain't biting.
Mireille, you are such an instigator. You want a fight, start your own.
Dewyknickers, you have to be Brian. The tv journalist, right?
Karma, I can't imagine a worse thing than plural Ambrose.
oh darn. hooked on my own petard. hooked, get it? like fish that aren't biting? heh. xoxo
You know what they say Doug, give her a shot of Ambrosia, and I am not responsible. Drunk on the air.*tsk tsk*
I did find some pics I like.
Doug...better potato salad than carrot salad...were it the later you'd really be in a world of trouble.
Ambrosia: The word Webster's dictionary gave to Doug in honor of his contributions to nomenclature.
Ambrosia: a sip of cold, clean water on a hot hot day and/or hot cocoa on a cold cold night. ~OR~ Serendipity's Frozen Hot Chocolate. yum.
oh, and Indie? i agree! tho' i'm guessing we won't see any name changes anytime soon... i mean, Waking Ambrosia doesn't quite have the same ring, does it?
MMMMMMMmmmmmmmm: Serendipity's Frozen Hot Chocolate!!!!
Thanks Puppybrose, that made up for the bad taste the Ambrosia left in my mouth earlier.
I was once an honest New Yorker myself. That is how I know about the Frozen Hot Chocolate
mutha... and yet, the first time we had Frozen Hot Choc was in Boston! (there used to be a Serendipity at Faneuil Hall...) of course, now you can buy the mix through Williams-Sonoma (is nothing sacred?)
Actually Shamrock is a friend of the Jakester, Doug. I stole him.
Mireille, I knew I just needed the right bait/petard.
Good to hear, Brian.
Joel, I feel better now. Carrot salad is the worst stuff ever.
Indie, that was gracious of them.
All sounds good, Puppy. I won't being softening up the name of this site.
Mutha, together we keep each other happy.
Jenna, if I accused you of sticky fingers would you take it right?
I thought that I would leave it to Mireille to say something about how fragrant ambrosia is. She fooled me.
Ambrosia smells better than Ambrose.
Gasp! I don't have sticky fingers! No, no, no. Why...?
What have you heard?
And it wasn't from the ambrosia. Coconut? Yuck.
Ambrosia~ What lies at the heart of curmudgeons...
Someone has to make this mushy... but it is heartfelt... fo sho!
Doug - I can't come up with a better definition than your updated 2006... broth for the beggar. Excellent. BTW - I love coconut - it isn't ambrosial without it.
mon dieu, Doug... i should hope not! unless, that is, you want to lose your curmudgeon cred and/or readers.
ambrosia-a packet of emergen-c, a jug of water, and a tray of ice... ahhhh, nothing compares on a hot summer day.
It's some sort of salad that somehow makes you immortal.
Nice use of the word "hitonious" at the meeting today by the way! Jamie Dawn, you should be very proud of Dougs efforts to help spread the word!
Hey Square, how are the cold feet coming along? ;)
Merely what we - the outer Gods - feast on daily when we come here -....................the meanderings of the center god sustains us and has become our Ambrosia....or is is our ambrosiac. ....lol
Well, I know when I am discussing the nectar of the gods I want Mountain Dew.
Nectar of the bean is cawfee.
Keep that fruit goop away from me thanks.
I'm off to have MY nectar of the gods...Coke Zero. If I wasn't so sleepy I'd add vanilla vodka and make it nectar of the goddesses!
If you're anything like me ... and I know I am ... you always appreciate a recipe.
And I found one for Congealed Ambrosia Salad
1 package (3 ounces) orange gelatin
1/2 cup sugar
1 cup boiling water
3 oranges, peeled and cut into sections, sections halved
1 can (8 ounces) crushed pineapple undrained
1 cup flaked coconut
1 cup chopped pecans
1 cup sour cream
Dissolve gelatin and sugar in boiling water; chill until mixture begins to thicken. Fold in remaining ingredients; blend well. Pour into a 13x9x2-inch pan; chill until firm. Congealed ambrosia salad serves 10.
I understood they'd be no cooking...or math.
C'mon Lucy, it smells delicious! xoxo
TLP, always knew we could count on you to set the record straight
TLP, Better smelling than the mouldering dead? Where do I find a bottle? That Mireille!
Jenna, I just knew you'd take that right.
Besos, Hermana de tu hermano rosado.
Terry, all opinions are welcome.
So, La Maison Anglaiseis out, Puppy?
Masil, that's just good livin' right there. Was it hot in Idaho?
Squaregirl, I sure did and can't apologize.
Minka! Now is that nice!
Cooper, I was about to get wroth until I came to Ambrodisiac. Now I'm laughing too hard.
Logo, did you want your coffee with marshmallow and coconut?
Bottom's up, Jenna.
TLP, at your daughter's house sounds like there's nothing but.
Mireille, congealed just doesn't say "yum" to me.
Karma, you're enabling now.
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