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Feral Feline
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I'd go 6 hours marinade, max.
I once had shrimp pasta for lunch, couldn't finish it, stuck it in the fridge and finished it for supper...
Sickest I've ever been: 3 days in bed fighting to stay awake because sleep meant waking up feeling like crap and rushing to the WC for same and puking. Horrific aches, pains.
Know where "they" got neurotoxins from? Developed from shellfish — I once helped a friend do research for his screenplay...
One bad shrimp and your entire nervous system is under attack.
Six hrs, max.
YMMV.
I once had shrimp pasta for lunch, couldn't finish it, stuck it in the fridge and finished it for supper...
Sickest I've ever been: 3 days in bed fighting to stay awake because sleep meant waking up feeling like crap and rushing to the WC for same and puking. Horrific aches, pains.
Know where "they" got neurotoxins from? Developed from shellfish — I once helped a friend do research for his screenplay...
One bad shrimp and your entire nervous system is under attack.
Six hrs, max.
YMMV.
Barry
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Isn't that what the vinegar is for?
I've made this stuff and ate it for 2-3 days
Feral Feline
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Yeah, that's the pickle factor; but the fear of another 3 days of puking and shaking in bed is the pucker factor.
I'd hate for anybody to go through that experience.
I've been less sick from other foods-gone-bad, and refuse to eat them ever since; but despite my experience I still love eating shrimp. Rightly or wrongly, I'm just overly cautious now, that's all.
I pickle my own eggs in Tabasco-olive brine, and I'll leave those eggs pickling in the fridge for months... Two to three is optimum, after that the eggs aren't going to get any more saturated. A few weeks isn't really enough, though, IMO.
Oh, and I'm definitely going to try your marinated shrimp recipe!
Chuck D. Bones
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Chicken Cacciatore. The basil leaves looked prettier before the acid from the tomato sauce had its way with them.
jubal81
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My best friend lives near Houston, but his kids wanted to go with their friends to a weeklong summer camp in Montana. Met my buddy in Missoula, and after we dropped off the boys, hit the road for a nearly 3,000 mile, 5-state ramble.
These are my two favorite pics for contrast. The first one is from a daybreak hike off Going to the Sun road in Glacier National Park. The second is from the Bonneville Salt Flats in western Utah near the Nevada border. I knew Glacier would be amazing, but the Salt Flats surprised me - like another planet. It was like driving my VW Passat onto Rigel 7 or something.
These are my two favorite pics for contrast. The first one is from a daybreak hike off Going to the Sun road in Glacier National Park. The second is from the Bonneville Salt Flats in western Utah near the Nevada border. I knew Glacier would be amazing, but the Salt Flats surprised me - like another planet. It was like driving my VW Passat onto Rigel 7 or something.
Chuck D. Bones
Circuit Wizard
Nice pix!
Chuck D. Bones
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Chuck D. Bones
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Saw this down in Carlsbad a couple of weeks ago when I was walking back from a brew pub with my Dad.
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Mentaltossflycoon
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Chuck D. Bones
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What are you feeding it?
Mentaltossflycoon
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He was super dehydrated so unflavored pedialyte (sp?) Then passed him off to a neighbor who fed him raw pecans/ assorted nuts before taking him to an experienced rescue. Pretty cool day.
Chuck D. Bones
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The squirrels in my neighborhood eat citrus fruit, apples, pomegranates, avocados, walnuts, almonds, blackberries, basically, if we grow it, they steal it. They're cute and clever, but they have boundary issues.
uranium_jones
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From the day job. We're demonstrating how you can measure the vibration modes of a vehicle using our laser-robots.
