That was perfect. Thanks, MR.

She and her boyfriend were really high. Judging by Junior’s eyes, they were taking different drug cocktails. I bet their dining room table looks like Tony Montana’s desk.

Looks like after he “resigned” the guy took a look at his finances and realized that he needed a payday from Liberty before leaving. Grifters gotta grift.

Before her current employment as a flak, she was a pollster who understands numbers and saw that it was time to pull the ripcord and eject.

I’ve been doing the ginger syrup. Goes well with cocktails and you can use it in a stir fry, too.

Simple Green is the best stuff for grease on the stove. Also, barkeeper’s friend is a must-have in the kitchen. I recently tried using one of those dishwasher gel packs on the inside of the oven door glass and it does work well.

I was working behind the counter in a grocery store. One day, one of the butchers brought out a tray with a chicken on it and asked me to smell it. I almost gagged. Then he said, “Watch me sell it to this guy” and he proceeded to do just that. I was freaking out but he then told me that this particular customer…

It would be cool to stop by the post office and buy stamps from Cher. You’d have to do it Malibu-style though and act like you didn’t know who she was.

Keep beating that dead horse.

Sharing a fridge with a roomie is like riding the subway—you just have to take space as you need it. If that means nudging, pushing, and shoving for position, that’s what you do.

Saw that spot and made a note to head out for the fish market today and get some squid.

Great writing. She isn’t a victim, she’s a moll.

Just a matter of time before the altered photos/videos of Harris show up.

Growing up in Chicago (Armitage Ave near Pulaski), there were always guys pushing a little lamp-lit white cart with tamales and hot dogs at night. They roamed up and down the streets but your chances were very good at finding one outside a bar. This guy sounds more gourmet in his approach but there was a universal…

Yes, they’re all dudes, raving about some goddamn tomahawk chop that is obscenely large. Then they burn it while leaving the inside raw.

I’d go with milk-fed veal, to maintain the whiteness.

In this golden era of the non-apology apology, this is by far the topper.

I went to college in a town that had a drive through mini bank with a teller, not a machine, behind the glass. You’d drive up, they’d shoot out a metal shelf that you’d drop your deposit or withdrawal slip into and it would be taken and returned with either a receipt or cash. Someone from my school got a job as the…

Stevie Nicks is saying that we have to get serious about the covid? Shit is real now.

You should follow this up with a piece that asks how long condiments can be kept in the fridge. In these covid days, I was digging into the far reaches of my fridge and discovered a jar of hoisin sauce. I couldn’t recall when it was put in but I opened it and there wasn’t any mold so I used it in a stir fry. After…