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I was certainly willing to buy Pirkis as grown-up Octavian!  I mean, that show was pretty batshit crazy anyway, so why the hell not?

Oh man, Rome took such a turn for the worse when Octavian grew up and couldn't be played by Max Pirkis anymore.  That kid was so wonderful (and was the best thing in Master and Commander, which is saying a lot considering how much I love just about every single inch of that movie).  Dopey grown-up Octavian was a

It's CONTAGIOUS!

Doozer sticks seemed so fantastic; I really wanted to experience eating the texture of them.

Oh god, that stuff wigged me out so much as a kid.  ::shudder::

It'd be great with rice or couscous and with roast pork or chicken!  Another excellent way to eat it is cheese-and-chutney sandwiches.

Those mugs!  My sister and I re-watched DS9 last summer and nearly died laughing because our father had that mug when we were younger.  His use of it was not at all inspired by DS9, either.  I remember him being all psyched to have what he considered a great travel mug for his coffee, but that stupid spill-proof thing

@avclub-5e5e0bd5ad7c2ca72b0c5ff8b6debbba:disqus I'm not sure what the requirements are, but my banana peel incident involved an insides-down peel.  It was pretty blackened and old, too, so maybe extra slippery from decay?  I don't know.  All I know is that it was directly outside the drivers side door of my car in a

@avclub-45d2c6868b544067879a7f6b7f327c86:disqus I am in Mercer County!  My god, all my dreams could come true — I never thought a high-powered career in donut consulting could happen for me, but here it is!!

I suspect most of the places have some sort of pre-set pick-up spot (or several to choose from), and you just go by and pick up your box of goodies once a week.  From my puttering on that site, it looks like there may be quite a few to choose from, depending on your neighborhood.  If they're anything like my farm,

Ugh.  Having a shitty grocery store is the worst.
 
But tons of farms in the NYC area do CSA deliveries to the city!  Hell, I live in central Jersey and my farm has NYC pick-up sites.  Actually, I think Flying Pigs Farm, which has the best pork in the country, does a NYC-based meat CSA.  Which was almost enough to make

I want to become the Johnny Appleseed of that recipe.  It deserves to be shouted from rooftops; I won't rest until everyone is making them.  :)

@avclub-45d2c6868b544067879a7f6b7f327c86:disqus Wait — you're in New Jersey?  Maybe you are in my neighborhood!  My opinion may be more valuable than you think!!

@avclub-6beb5f589a9fd04c21fcd50db3d9c80c:disqus Same here.  On both counts.  Also, I eat beets with immense gusto and lack of self-control — read: "in vast quantities in one sitting".  So it can take days for the aftereffects to wear off.  And I forget almost every time.  "Christ!  My innards have all just fallen

My family was a Neilsen Family for a week once, and we were very excited to get our cool viewing habits on the record.  Except it happened to be the week we'd moved to a new house on a street that had no cable.  This was in the very early days of DirecTV, so we hemmed and hawed a bit about whether we wanted that

Or worse yet, when you forget you ate them before you crap.  I remember
once, after a meal that included beets, my mother emerged from her
bathroom looking pale and shaken.  "I… think you need to drive me to
the hospital," she said, terrified.  "Pish posh!" I reassured her, "It's
just the beets!"  She nearly crumpled

@avclub-c255c05246a081654a0267cbb725f5a7:disqus Oh my god, I made that black pepper triple rum cake a few weeks ago and it is BONKERS how good it is.  And how boozy.  That's a tough call, though, if the other option is a sour cream chocolate bundt cake with bourbon…

For once I won't scoff at her lack of timeliness, because seriously, more talking about that meteor!  That shit is amazing!  I especially loved the dashboard videos where the drivers are just zipping around like maniacs, listening to goofy Russian pop music, apparently completely unfazed by the ENORMOUS FUCKING

Christ, the wind today is BRUTAL.  I made the mistake of thinking it was going to be at least not super cold today and wore a down vest instead of a coat.  Stupid stupid stupid!  And the sunshine's been so lovely and bright and "the days are getting longer — yay!"-ish, so I keep looking out the window and thinking

I liked this not because you got hurt, but because you fell down. HAHAHAHA!  Other people falling down is always funny.  (I hope there was a lot of "Whoa whoa whoa WHOOOOOA!" going on as you and all your stuff tumbled everywhere.)