thank you, i will look for it at the library too! :)

i recently reread naomi novik’s uprooted, which is a really good book. i found that she had another earlier book called temeraire, about dragons during the napoleonic wars. liked it so much i was going to order the next and realised that there are like 9 books to the series! luckily i found copies of the series in the…

I just saw 1917 yesterday, as both a veteran and student of WWI (and many other wars), your review of AV’s critics strike me as true. Excellent writing, I think your reply is more satisfying a review than Rife and Dowd’s... I hope Rife and Dowd read your comments and learn something from you.

There is so much to - I don’t know if “like” is the right word - acknowledge that is good about this movie. How it presented the gore of World War I better than any file I’ve seen on the topic, including They Shall Not Grow Old. How dismissive the Colonel Mackenzie is of Schofield at the end. That for a war movie it…

It’s not performative, it’s a real thing. Our culture views stories about men and violence as being more important than stories about women and relationships. This is a simple fact.

“For Rife? It’s mostly because it might take away from Little Women’s chances.”

Could not agree more.

Excellent username/comment synergy.

Also it’s frustrating how many critics I’ve seen complain that the main characters don’t have enough depth. There’s tons of character development if you’re paying attention:

Interesting American tidbit: The first day of the movie is April 6. About the time they woke up, the US declared war on Germany. Wilson signed it probably during the major cut.

I think 1917's ultimate failure is that it wasn’t whatever movie these people are upset didn’t get more Oscars attention. 

I’m really good at making delicious cakes, but I’m terrible at decorating cakes anything. When a really good friend graduated from her graduate program, I decided to really go for it and and made a beautiful 2-tiered cake and then tried to write “Congratulations Claire” on it with icing. It went terribly, but finally…

Making hot salsa in a hot kitchen, went to wipe sweat from brow with a paper towel as I maneuvered over to put mitts on to pull a boiling water pot off oven.

We were having a friend over for dinner and I SLAVED over a coq au vin. I had my husband, friend, and squealing baby in a high chair all gathered around the table when I set the pan of rich chicken, gravy, and vegetables down on the table. The Pyrex exploded into a hundred tiny shards of glass. Logically, I’m sure it…

So the man and I are having his parents over for the first time after we moved in together. He decided to make Indonesian from a packet that a friend brought us back from Europe whilst on vacation. So a) we don’t read dutch b) the measurements are in decileters (more common to use centiliters and liters in Canada.)…

Every Monday-Friday for the past 9 years, I have cooked lunch for 20-25 people. Not once have I ever had a health or safety related food issue and I have managed to successfully serve lunch at noon every. single. day. With one exception.

Not quite food, but I deem this close enough. I was intrigued by the idea of liquor infusions well before I got into bartending. Unfortunately, I didn’t really have perspective on time or flavor profile yet. I tried to make a green tea and clove infused gin at one point, and let the whole thing sit in the back of my…

My very busy mom asked me one night to make a really simple recipe- salsa chicken and rice. I have a history of messing up in the kitchen, so she thought- four ingredients! What can go wrong?

My then-boyfriend requested a strawberry-rhubarb pie, which I had never made before. I went on and on about how pie was my specialty (it was) and I make fabulous homemade pie crust (still do) buuuuut, I didn’t know you needed to cook down the fruit so they wouldn’t be soggy. My pie was a soggy, soupy disaster of a…

Mine is easy to summarize: under-cooked pan-fried scallops. I barely even remember them, but I consider it my most disastrous fail because they scarred my husband so deeply, so irremediably that he can no longer eat scallops.