I was happy with my Pixel and I'm happy with my Pixel 3 (which I wasn't going to buy, but then they did the travel credit promotion making it essentially free for me to upgrade).
I feel like the answer to Braden’s question has to be ketchup, if only because of children. My nieces sometimes use more syrup than strictly necessary, but they show an inhuman lack of restraint when it comes to ketchup. Their plates usually look like a fucking abattoir after a meal.
He was really good in Everything Must Go, which worked better than it had any right to considering it was a typically austere Carver short story adapted into a full-length feature.
But does he yell at a chair in this one?
I’d actually watch if they let Eric Andre host, particularly if Hannibal Buress just stood awkwardly on stage the entire time.
Fortunate to live near a butcher that cures their own. I’d never had guanciale until maybe a year and a half ago but it is truly the apex of the pig form.
I don’t know if I’d heard of it until a few years ago myself. But now I’ve made it and it’s fucking terrific.
I don’t miss much about living in Pennsylvania, but access to Mad Elf is one of the exceptions...even if the current logo sucks in comparison to the original.
Legit cackled when Michael slapped the cake out of Neil’s hand.
Charlie Kaufman + Brie Larson = definitely gonna see this movie
Yeah. I have room in my heart, and my stomach, for all the major regional subsets of barbecue. Alabama white sauce can go directly to hell, but that’s the exception which proves the rule.
Imma check out that place at the Source this weekend
I don’t understand how this has existed for two years and I’m only just seeing it now. Truly incredible.
I have an Instant Pot, and I still do the long simmer more often than not. The ability to have Sunday sauce in a fraction of the time is super cool, particularly if you don’t have the luxury of (or inclination to) spending half your day in the kitchen. But part of the allure of making it for me is in the wait. In most…
Chunky peanut butter is the province of serial killers.
I wasn’t impressed when I had one a few years ago, after hearing a bunch of folks sing its praises.
I was 12 when Spongebob premiered, which felt like the perfect age for it. Like most people, I largely checked out after the first movie, but those three seasons are unimpeachable and I revisit them often.
Bingo.