OracleAnne
OracleAnne
OracleAnne

My friend and I decided to try out a new bar here in town that we had heard about. It’s a small place in a bougie strip mall, and I’m not quite sure what they were going for. It had gaming machines in the back, four booths on the wall, electronic taps on the other wall (you scan a wristband, pour your beer yourself,

I was exactly the right age to eat up this film and all the hype around it. Of course, I remember watching it with my friend and running to the family computer to look up all the “facts” about it. I ended up on that website, and we were convinced it was all real.

I also like soaking them in ice water for a bit.  It takes some of the bite out of them without softening them. It’s an integral part of my salsa making process.

No arguments here. Also, the joy of a lukewarm charcoal-charred hot dog eaten without a bun at a cookout. Post-burgers, pre-S’Mores.

Right?  If you click the button on the far right of the dash next to your kinja icon, it will pull them all up, but I did like the top navigation bar better.

LOVE this series. (Also, I don’t think the first Camaro appeared in 1996.  Not to be that person, but)

I keep watching the gif because it’s just so smooth. This is a person who has done this a million times. Amazing.

I grew up in a community with an oil refinery, so watching this was like my worst nightmare. We had regular talks growing up about what the procedures were if there were ever a fire at the refinery, even though we were lucky enough to live far on the other side of town from it. Man. I’m glad they got everyone out.

Shortly after I graduated college, one of my college friends experienced a terrible family tragedy that killed both of her parents. It was a horrible circumstance, and our friend group decided that we would all attend the funeral and see if there was anything we could do to help out.

So great to see my girl Simone getting some love.  I had to watch this video multiple times just because I could NOT BELIEVE she was doing it.  SO GREAT.

A shill always works! Haha

Thanks for the insight, Jessica!  I’m always more willing to get pizza from our local places than the mass produced things.  If I’m going all in with the calories, I want it to be made with love.  Thanks for doing all that you do, and don’t listen to the trolls in the comments (More than usual for a Takeout article!),

I’m a millennial and I have always gotten a full lunch break, but then I’m a public servant, so I kind of have to get one. I would not work for a company that had a problem with me taking an hour for lunch to do as I please. Breaks are important for actually doing your job!

LOVE doing this, though I tend to tear my marshmallow into two for the size difference.

My sister and I always got the sour gummy worms for long trips! We usually did a cooler of water, some peanut butter sandwiches, and some small bags of chips for long trips north to visit relatives. We would of course stop for our gummy worms and Fruitopia back in the day though, and when we finally crossed the

The ADA actually does measure clearances and door weights, and all of that is described in the codes. If someone isn’t complying, that would be really nice for people to know before they go.

My friend uses a wheelchair, and having gone places with her, the actual dimensions aren’t always the issue. Sure, your door is wide enough, but is it a heavy door that doesn’t have an opener? Is there a small step up when you enter? One restaurant we went into had an airlock that barely fit her wheelchair in it while

The FDA wants them tested for chemicals if you’re going to use them in a food application? Um. Is that more sensitive than the way they’re meant to be used? Have they not tested them for chemicals in the first place?

I visited Denver last year and discovered the JOY of chile verde, but haven’t tried my hand at it yet. Thanks for giving me a weekend project!

I was headed to a corporate conference in Cleveland (say that three times fast, haha) with three coworkers and we were traveling through Ohio. One of my coworkers knew the area, and said, “We’re coming up on the Cheesebarn!” and we had no idea what she was talking about. It was Grandpa’s Cheesebarn in Ashland, Ohio.