Well, Giok, ol' buddy, ol' pal--How the hell are ya?? I always thought (as a kid) it was Welsh "Rabbit"--and it wasn't a sandwich, but a VERY cheesy sauce that was poured over "toast points". And reeeeeeellllllyyyyyy good. Croque Monsieur is a French-elegance version of a ham-&-cheese sandwich: bread-cheese-ham-cheese-bread, soak the outside of the stack in beaten egg, fry gently in butter, turning frequently so heat penetrates thouroughly before endstage browning has happened. My mother said it would be eaten with a fork, and you had to be careful because the cheese would be very hot & runny, so you'd get the bread-ham bit on the fork and wipe up the cheese, and my Grandmother said be careful not to drip it on your chin or blouse front....Oh, the good old days--those voices....and I never connected "welching"(a bad way to deal with anything) with people from Wales. Seemed like a different word. Name-calling's quite an old tradition in human societies, hunh?
Of course, now we're so civilized. We take out our agressive competitiveness in "futbol" & Survivor--& going halfway round the world to bomb & subdue others....
Someone DOES NOT LIKE male choirs??????!!! Did I read that up there somewhere? All that gorgeous music doesn't make you hold your breath and sit forward in your seat?! You were maybe pulling my leg, right?                      Tw