Haha, WASP "soul food." That's what I'm calling it now!

The weird thing is that souse is both a very high-end French terrine and something poor farmers made by boiling the head and feet of whatever they'd just slaughtered.

Are you pregnant and having some kind of weird pregnancy cravings? There is no other explanation.

When I was a little kid (~1988), my friend's mom made a majestic aquarium full of shark bites and fruit roll-up seaweed, etc. for my friend's birthday party. We were all in awe and I asked my mother why she never made anything cool like that. She was not impressed.

Yes, "loaf" in any context not preceded by "bread" is horrible. LOAF.

The problem with a lot of those 1940s-1970s decorating styles is that the actual material wears like iron, so it's tough removing the tiles and such.

That looks good! I do have pears...

I used to make a cake with crushed canned pineapple stirred into the batter. Not as sticky sweet, but still pretty good.

I bet you could serve this on a cooking show as "a deconstructed bagel with cream cheese and lox."

I had a coworker who made that Ritz apple pie mess. It's so gross. It also made an appearance on that Earl TV show a few years ago.

I think we're talking WASP here. I'm purebred WASP and I recognize 100% of this as food from my childhood. We had Finnish people who lived in my tiny all-white town when I was growing up and they were considered "ethnic." If you stab us, we bleed mayonnaise.

Yogurt instead of mayo! Add curry powder sometimes!

I have those casseroles too! My mom got them as a wedding present in 1977. They're seemingly indestructible.

I make that exact thing minus the cream of mushroom soup, which I just can't do anymore despite being from Ohio, and swapping out fried onions for the potato chips. I can't over-emphasize how useful a bag of fried onions from the Indian grocery is. Put them on lentils!

It's a dealbreaker for me. If I'm on a date or at a job dinner function and someone orders meat well-done, it's over.

Now I would wear the heck out of that one.

That's a whole new level of eye-rollery.

It's a mystery. Like magnets.

One of my high school teachers got the guys to stop it by telling them that people would think they were gay because they were so obsessed with drawing dicks. That's obviously got some homophobic issues, but yeah.

Oh her too, but I was referring to Jessica. I think it was a year or two ago, but she used to have a super cute pixie cut. I always wished I could pull that off, but I'm positive everyone would be calling me "sir" in no time.