WasFerdinandPorcupine
WasFerdinandPorcupine
WasFerdinandPorcupine

Mountains of the Moon! I’ve loved her ever since ... 

I teach writing at a land-grant public university where my students are all paying their own way, usually by working multiple jobs. And going into debt up to their eyeballs. They’re also taking the heaviest course loads they can so they can get through without incurring more debt than they have to. So yeah, fuck off

Nothing proves the theory that wealth is theft like the fits wealthy people throw over tipping appropriately. 

Great idea! Our local food resource center does weekend bags for food insecure kids (I helped distribute them for a while until a job change). But this is genius. Much better than the boxes of Kraft mac & cheese and canned peaches we were handing out. 

My late grandmother loved KFC -- we had it for her 100th birthday. And while I have a soft spot for the salty crunchiness that is KFC, I was always the one cornering the cole slaws ... Agree 100% 

Good for her. Last thing she needs is to be Joe’s cover for the way he treated Anita Hill. Joe, honey. You’re too old, a lotta us progressives are STILL mad about what you did to Anita Hill, and you’re just way too handsy. Your time has passed. Thank you for your service. Get back on the train to Delaware. 

I mean I grew up white on the North Shore, and even *I* know the CPD are corrupt as fuck. 

FUCK Joe Lieberman. From now until eternity.

It’s really sad -- Petit is known for being a total softie with his dogs. They also got lost at that spot last year, and he’s not sure whether the sea ice also freaked them out. Here’s a link to a good profile of him: https://t.co/PCOXtaba6j

It also depends on the quality of the flour tortillas available. We have a small local company that makes great ones -- which are *nothing* like those flat “communion wafer” ones that Kevin refers to. And if you really want a flour tortilla that will make your heart sing, buy one from the street corner vendors in

Yeah, I’m in small town Montana and I’m pretty sure if our locally-owned grocery was left unlocked, folks would be pretty cool. The Albertsons however? Well let’s just say this is an old old union town without a whole lotta love for big corporations ... 

I love my huge Cambro — last time I used it was when I did an insane 2-week Nordic sourdough rye experiment. They’re also great for mixing up stuff in huge batches -- like sauerkraut. 

We keep a few cans around for those mornings when there’s no half and half. And take it on camping/road trips ... the teeny cans are good for hotel emergencies when there’s nothing but fake creamer. 

1978? 79? Country club restaurant out in the western suburbs of Chicago, and my mother’s exasperating & wonderful “boyfriend” is making the “lover pitch to me and my brother, aged 11 & 13. Which had all four of us in hysterics at the mere *idea* of telling the uptight married moms of our friends in the very WASPY

Ooh I wish we had booze at our Costco -- wine, but no booze. 

Ah, midwestern childhood GOO-lash. No relation to actual goulash, I think we knew that even as kids -- ours was delicious, but maybe that’s because I’m old enough that there were still lunch ladies. 

One issue is that long-cooked breasts get stringy. I’d go with leg/thigh quarters myself ... 

Thanks for confirming. Did my graduate work at the U of Utah and even as a transplanted midwesterner I was all -- wait? what? Funeral Potatoes for sure. 

Too old for your demographic, but I bought a house in 2002 just four years out of graduate school — which I’d left with a debt load that terrified me. I left academia and got a corporate job in tech. Then I worked a 2nd job for the down payment money, and left the Bay Area (after making sure my job could convert to

Roast chicken and white rice is my go-to, especially if I’ll be home alone for a few days (Himself likes turkey, but not chicken? go figure). And lots of bitter greens. Or curry -- he doesn’t like curries.