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		<title>By: Sarah B.</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1141</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah B.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 16:59:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lady, I am so glad you guys came out on Saturday!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lady, I am so glad you guys came out on Saturday!</p>
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		<title>By: deb</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1046</link>
		<dc:creator>deb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 03:13:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jenifer - Do you want to see the most hurl-worthy 4-inch wide bruise on my right hip? I mean, my own husband can&#039;t look at it without sort of staring in horror. But I&#039;ll totally show it to you, just so you can be sure you don&#039;t want to be me right now. ;)

Lisa - The chocolate was delish. You know, a few years ago I was at the show and this woman walked around with a ZIP-LOC BAG and she slipped all of the samples that the rest of us were slipping in our mouths into the bag, saying she&#039;d rather pace herself eating them. I thought she was an alien. I wish we had some left right now.

Traci - I am so glad I&#039;m not the only one who has been the sole cause of every injury she has ever had. Though this one really takes the cake. I&#039;m glad you tried and liked the dishes. I&#039;m sure the chickpeas could be replaced with white beans or really, just another chunky vegetable.

Tammy - Actually, Fresh Direct was really late and we gave up on cooking (the Giants game was on, afterall, and I&#039;m in no position to mock someone&#039;s prioritizing of football), instead ordering Indian. But he cooked tonight - YUM.
 
Tanna - Thank you. 

Marisa - Okay, technically I already know Fish but Dooce was lovely to meet, indeed. 

Shelley - I&#039;m trying! But it takes even longer. Fortunately, working from home I get a little stir-crazy so I&#039;ll probably be keeping it up. For now.

Luisa - Thank you. Not bad at all, afterall. 

Dodi - Aw, I&#039;ll see if I can have that fixed. I tried mostly bitter samples, though there were some impressive displays of milk chocolate, I have to admit. I was impressed!

Married Girl - I can assure you, not all weekends are so exciting. I justÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ couldn&#039;t stand the thought of sitting home, knowing I had a whole week of that coming up. 
 
Yvo - Heh, that was my second thought, too. I mean, when I do EVER leave the apartment with almost all of our camera stuff. Not even on vacation do we bring a tripod. Talk about my luck. As for the sling, I hear you. People are surprisingly unnoticing of it. I mean, again, I don&#039;t need a pity party but why would anyone not hold the door as I am struggling to hold my coffee, wallet and open the door with one hand like this morning? It&#039;s better I don&#039;t think too much about these things.

Samphire - Heh. I think I can be good about this for two weeks. I can&#039;t make any promises after that; I&#039;m not THAT good-natured afterall. Er, unless baited with chocolate.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jenifer &#8211; Do you want to see the most hurl-worthy 4-inch wide bruise on my right hip? I mean, my own husband can&#8217;t look at it without sort of staring in horror. But I&#8217;ll totally show it to you, just so you can be sure you don&#8217;t want to be me right now. ;)</p>
<p>Lisa &#8211; The chocolate was delish. You know, a few years ago I was at the show and this woman walked around with a ZIP-LOC BAG and she slipped all of the samples that the rest of us were slipping in our mouths into the bag, saying she&#8217;d rather pace herself eating them. I thought she was an alien. I wish we had some left right now.</p>
<p>Traci &#8211; I am so glad I&#8217;m not the only one who has been the sole cause of every injury she has ever had. Though this one really takes the cake. I&#8217;m glad you tried and liked the dishes. I&#8217;m sure the chickpeas could be replaced with white beans or really, just another chunky vegetable.</p>
<p>Tammy &#8211; Actually, Fresh Direct was really late and we gave up on cooking (the Giants game was on, afterall, and I&#8217;m in no position to mock someone&#8217;s prioritizing of football), instead ordering Indian. But he cooked tonight &#8211; YUM.</p>
<p>Tanna &#8211; Thank you. </p>
<p>Marisa &#8211; Okay, technically I already know Fish but Dooce was lovely to meet, indeed. </p>
<p>Shelley &#8211; I&#8217;m trying! But it takes even longer. Fortunately, working from home I get a little stir-crazy so I&#8217;ll probably be keeping it up. For now.</p>
<p>Luisa &#8211; Thank you. Not bad at all, afterall. </p>
<p>Dodi &#8211; Aw, I&#8217;ll see if I can have that fixed. I tried mostly bitter samples, though there were some impressive displays of milk chocolate, I have to admit. I was impressed!</p>
<p>Married Girl &#8211; I can assure you, not all weekends are so exciting. I justÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ couldn&#8217;t stand the thought of sitting home, knowing I had a whole week of that coming up. </p>
<p>Yvo &#8211; Heh, that was my second thought, too. I mean, when I do EVER leave the apartment with almost all of our camera stuff. Not even on vacation do we bring a tripod. Talk about my luck. As for the sling, I hear you. People are surprisingly unnoticing of it. I mean, again, I don&#8217;t need a pity party but why would anyone not hold the door as I am struggling to hold my coffee, wallet and open the door with one hand like this morning? It&#8217;s better I don&#8217;t think too much about these things.</p>
<p>Samphire &#8211; Heh. I think I can be good about this for two weeks. I can&#8217;t make any promises after that; I&#8217;m not THAT good-natured afterall. Er, unless baited with chocolate.</p>
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		<title>By: Kirs</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1043</link>
		<dc:creator>Kirs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 03:01:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Chocolate show - YUM.  What a great way to forget about the sling.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chocolate show &#8211; YUM.  What a great way to forget about the sling.</p>
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		<title>By: Samphire</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1039</link>
		<dc:creator>Samphire</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 21:37:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Poor deb, hope it&#039;s not too hurty...impressive deployment of stiff upper lip garnished with chocolate.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Poor deb, hope it&#8217;s not too hurty&#8230;impressive deployment of stiff upper lip garnished with chocolate.</p>
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		<title>By: Yvo</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1038</link>
		<dc:creator>Yvo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 20:10:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ouch, rest up!  That&#039;s unfortunate about the fall and broken clavicle.  How bad is it that I immediately thought &quot;I hope her cameras are okay&quot;- well I had to scroll back for that story so I saw the sling already and figured you were doing alright, afterall you&#039;re posting about it.  

PS I had a hairline fracture on my elbow a few years ago and my doctor said that it was unnecessary to use the sling they&#039;d given me in the ER, but I put it on everytime I was outside, on the subway, wherever because people are so darn inconsiderate!  They&#039;d jar me and I&#039;d make this horrible face adn they&#039;d just barely mumble an apology, if I was lucky!  Ugh!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ouch, rest up!  That&#8217;s unfortunate about the fall and broken clavicle.  How bad is it that I immediately thought &#8220;I hope her cameras are okay&#8221;- well I had to scroll back for that story so I saw the sling already and figured you were doing alright, afterall you&#8217;re posting about it.  </p>
<p>PS I had a hairline fracture on my elbow a few years ago and my doctor said that it was unnecessary to use the sling they&#8217;d given me in the ER, but I put it on everytime I was outside, on the subway, wherever because people are so darn inconsiderate!  They&#8217;d jar me and I&#8217;d make this horrible face adn they&#8217;d just barely mumble an apology, if I was lucky!  Ugh!!!</p>
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		<title>By: Married Girl</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1035</link>
		<dc:creator>Married Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 17:47:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>How is it that even with one arm in a sling, you still manage to have more fun than I do with all my parts &#039;working&#039;.  I&#039;ve simply got to move to a city where stuff happens after 6pm!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How is it that even with one arm in a sling, you still manage to have more fun than I do with all my parts &#8216;working&#8217;.  I&#8217;ve simply got to move to a city where stuff happens after 6pm!</p>
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		<title>By: Dodi</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1034</link>
		<dc:creator>Dodi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 16:44:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think perhaps you are undermedicated. I believe the correct dosage is one ounce of chocolate per bruise, not half an ounce. Hopefully it was high quality cocoa in perfect percentages, that tends to increase potency.

So glad you are alright. You still write the best food porn around.

Dodi</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think perhaps you are undermedicated. I believe the correct dosage is one ounce of chocolate per bruise, not half an ounce. Hopefully it was high quality cocoa in perfect percentages, that tends to increase potency.</p>
<p>So glad you are alright. You still write the best food porn around.</p>
<p>Dodi</p>
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		<title>By: Luisa</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1032</link>
		<dc:creator>Luisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 15:10:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, what a weekend! Glad to hear you were out and about, and with such a fantastic group of ladies.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, what a weekend! Glad to hear you were out and about, and with such a fantastic group of ladies.</p>
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		<title>By: shelley</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1030</link>
		<dc:creator>shelley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 14:59:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Respect, Deb! You&#039;re handling this NaBloPoMo gig (among other things) in grand style. From a reader who loves her daily fix of Smitten Kitchen, thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Respect, Deb! You&#8217;re handling this NaBloPoMo gig (among other things) in grand style. From a reader who loves her daily fix of Smitten Kitchen, thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: Marisa</title>
		<link>http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/the-opposite-of-suffering/#comment-1027</link>
		<dc:creator>Marisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 03:46:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh man you met Dooce AND Fish!?!  I am so jealous!  Hope the clavicle heals up soon!</description>
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