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Of the least consequence is the meta-of-the-week, Weather Witch, who has a grudge against her father Mark Mardon (Weather Wizard, natch) strong enough to make her want to drop a truck on his head.”

No. By that logic, one would be forced to strip Queen Latifah of her title, and Elvis wouldn’t be the King of anything. No one wants that.

Butt is a real last name, and it carries a long tradition of terrible first names. The H-E-B grocery chain is named after Howard Butt. As in, “It’s just fine, but that’s kind of a personal question.” He renamed and expanded the business after taking over his mom’s original grocery, which she had unfortunately named

The live cooking shows really used that handwashing time well, It was clear that the chefs liked to use it to monologue while the crew did setup work off camera. Even now with more prerecorded half-hour shows, the chef has got to spend time talking to the camera. Washing hands can be a real beat in the storyline, and

Sarah Moulton still does it, too. On the opposite end of the spectrum is the joyously disgusting Jamie Oliver, who I remember told one morning show host that cross contamination and handwashing weren’t half as important as making sure you ate real, local, organic food and then really got in there and got to know what

I seem to recall that youth protection training requires that parents or adult leaders have to be nearby, even if they just stand on the curb or at the end of the sidewalk. If kids haul out the sales sheet at school or some other social event, then that’s another matter. But for a door-to-door outing, they’re not

“Can’t beat entire heads of cattle.” That’s a way to get your hand bitten, isn’t it?

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You would pronounce a word correctly when you would normally say it in conversation. Otherwise, leave it be. Because, honestly, in many instances you may be wrong, or your way may not be the only right one, no matter how sure you are.

Sure, and thank you for the lovely article.

You’ll never get it to taste how you remember. The smell of coffee preparing in my kitchen each morning reminds me of the sound and smell of coffee in my grandparents’ old kitchen as I looked up at the counters on a holiday morning, but the coffee never tastes the same, even though it was just plain, canned Folgers.

But the fact that droids can feel pain does not have a good, rational reason behind it. In fact, the opposite may be true—I’d argue the ability to feel pain actually impairs a droid from performing its jobs, and actually costs resources.”

Does he read The Takeout’s hot dog column, or is he just so devoted to sandwiches that he thought of the topic?

My mom cooks homemade sauce; I get super lazy and throw everything in the blender to make a relish, then let it macerate in the fridge for a while. Fresh, homemade cranberry dishes are so easy that the canned stuff is pointless.

Find a different job. I’m not saying that to excoriate you; I’m saying it as practical advice.  Smile until you’re out.

I’ll stand up for a quality Aloha shirt. Which is why I’m staying seated right now.

“Travelers bring all kinds of food with during the holidays, some more inexplicable than others—including uncooked turkeys, crunchy onion toppings, and gravy (this better be damn delicious gravy if you’re bringing it on board). “

Sick to my stomach or sick with a cold? If I’m sick with a cold, it’s the old hot liquids constantly thing, but spicy. Cajun, Thai, whatever, as long as it gets the nose to drain and my face to feel blissfully warm. Then I drink a kitchen-sink tea that doesn’t taste the least bit cohesive but has everything you need -

Actually, you already made claims about my personal issue when you called me Icy, so don’t pretend I’m flogging it unbidden instead of directly replying to the comment. The question was whether or not the original commenter wore layers, which, as I pointed out, she answered. Done with you and your own reading skills.

Any cool “I Voted!” stickers out there? Mine is lamely generic, but Louisiana and New York state have some big, beautiful pieces of art.  I’m going to apologize now if these uploaded improperly. My kinja is on the fritz):