They staged something like this at my dorm while I was in college, although I think it was an explosion rather than a bio-agent. The only people who knew about it beforehand were a few students selected to be victims, they had specific maladies for the first responders to treat. It was pretty strange to hear a fire…

top celebrity chefs in the world, most definitely. Tilly and the kids have been on television for a long time in the UK. They just don't show the F Word in the US.

I like to make WAY too many veggies and toss the leftovers in the fridge. They are crazy versatile the next couple days. Grilled veggie omlette for breakfast, tossed in vinaigrette for a grilled veggie salad for lunch, on a pizza for dinner. Or with pasta. So many uses.

I used to work at this dive bar. We were pretty used to 'drink and dashes', not a huge deal. But once, this dude came in, FILLED OUT AN APPLICATION, had a few drinks and left without paying. It was pretty easy to tell the cops where to find him.

My mom bought me The Shack for my birthday one year, which was pretty out of character for her, a super liberal hippy-esque person who gives std screenings at a free clinic for a living. Turns out she went to the bookstore and just asked for something new/good and I guess that employee tried to put her on the right…

Why do gymnasts wear such high-necked, full sleeved leotard when their legs are completely bare? Is it just the style? Always been weird to me.

For once, I am thankful for the questionable dentistry I received growing up; I cannot bite my front teeth together without a gap big enough that I could bite off a nail. I have gotten very adept with knives, as well.

This is the same as with concert or theater tickets. If you get sick or your baby sitter backs out on the night of the show, you figure it out or eat the cost. I don't see how this is different.

Well, if you just plain don't like olives, it might not be for you, but it gives a nice briny undertone to a Bloody Mary. Salty and a different kind of fruity than tomato. But I like olives a whole lot, so, grains of salt.

We did a green olive infused vodka for bloody's at a bar I worked at. Cut back on the table salt you throw in and it makes an amazing drink.

With a dash of the olive juice mixed in (cut back a bit on the salt). Good stuff.

Edited because I replied to the wrong person.

Well, I've definitely broken the Arkansas law, in Little Rock.

Lovely story (well, maybe not lovely but I understand it). I basically learned to cook when my parents split. Mom didn't cook, but she had a toaster oven. I was a peanut butter and bannan toast kid.

I'm getting a couple nieces and nephews who grew up on Harry Potter but have aged out of YA lit "The Cuckoo ' s Calling" by JK Rowling under the pen name Robert Galbraith. Not a heavy read, but I enjoyed it and hope they will too.

I was bullied on swim team. They didn't cut anyone and I was by far the worst, and forced to do relays with the other three worst. They decided they could have won at least a few relays with another swimmer (maybe, if the team added one of the varsity swimmers, the next racer above them wouldn't have done too much…

I made Stroganoff the first time after an ex-boyfriend got into an argument over the Hamburger Helper version at the store. He wanted Stroganoff, I didn't want to die from sodium overdose. We compromised on a scratch version, even though I didn't think I'd like it because it seemed so heavy (also because there was a…

Where I live, you have to have a beer/wine license, a liquor license which you cannot have if you do not also have a restaurant license, and, if you want to be open on Sundays, two Sunday licenses, one for beer/wine and one for hard alcohol. Shit is crazy.

Glassware and stuff depends on what state you are in. In Arkansas, where I am located, there are really specific rules. We have to technically 'buy' all the swag (t-shirts, coasters, stupid Mardi Gras bead necklaces), and usually you get a few bottles of whatever it advertises as 'throw in', infomercial style. But…

Best food in the state, except for Kansas City-style burnt ends. Burnt ends are God's gift to us stuck in the midwest.