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The day Vermont's first Trader Joe's opened was momentous for me.

It's not even hummus without tahini. Unless you're the sort of monster who makes spreads from other beans and calls them "hummus."

I haul mine two-handed if I have to, but yeah, the carts there are way too big for someone who lives alone, and they totally ruin your maneuverability.

This is why I'm genuinely disappointed in them for having like five kinds of balsamic vinegar. Well, that and the fact that I'm pretty sure they used to carry pomegranate molasses, which I would expect to be by the vinegars, but every time I look it's all those balsamics instead. BRING BACK THE POMEGRANATE MOLASSES.

You're my new hero.

Their produce is a mixed bag, too, which is why they end up being a supplement store for me rather than my main grocery. (Yes, I shop at 3 grocery stores every week, each of which serves a discrete function. Sigh.)

Even though I'm sure they're in no way authentic, I enjoy their frozen Indian meals a lot. When I am absolutely out of time/energy for cooking they make a good standby work lunch.

Oh god, the Mandarin Orange Chicken has recurred in my diet since college. I know it's unhealthy and there's no indication the chickens were free-range, but I can eat 70% of a bag in one sitting.

No kidding. It's interesting to confirm exactly what the regular-grocery analogues of some of the products are, but isn't this a well-known thing? I don't care, as long as the products are nice and reasonably-priced.

Great, so maybe I'll be able to watch the second and third seasons of Playing House somewhere I actually subscribe to. (Four streaming services is enough! Five if you count mlb.tv)

"The majestic equality of the law forbids rich and poor alike from pissing in the streets, sleeping under bridges, and stealing bread."

If a white storyteller did a good job telling the stories of non-white characters, no, he would not get the same type of volume of editorials that Nolan is getting. (Random example: Ben Aaronovich's Rivers of London series, which stars a biracial man and includes characters of Somali and Indian ancestry and mostly

I was talking with my dad during the credits, but I tried to catch who Styles played, and then I realized I had no idea of the names of any of the characters in the Earth segment. The only way the credits would have meant anything to me is if they'd labeled the characters "first British soldier guy," "French pretender

When I was in Berlin earlier this year I went on a Wiki wormhole trip from the Berlin airlift to the WWII airlift over the Hump, and that story was wild. You can definitely get at least a couple of movies out of it.

I'm neither of those things, but I am glad I saw the movie - it's kind of like Gravity in that it's more of a cinematic experience than something you'd watch for characterization or dialogue.

The article specifically states how non-white UK service members participated in the evacuation. Also, Nolan didn't just focus on the Army - the RAF and civilians were the focus of two of the three storylines. I say this as someone who thoroughly enjoyed Dunkirk, but Nolan wasn't somehow helpless or bound to only

Anytime you feel down, just remember to carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white guy.

If you're rich you can get other people to do that for you.

My hometown is blighted by these stupid houses (albeit on much smaller lots than most of the blog's examples), so I guess I'm thankful I now have more specific language to articulate why I loathe them so.

So the Damian Lewis photo up top is going to stay unexplained? Okay then.