Pretty sure the obvious answer is to buy the rebuilt engine, get the car driving, rebuild your original engine, swap it, and then sell the rebuilt engine for a profit.
Pretty sure the obvious answer is to buy the rebuilt engine, get the car driving, rebuild your original engine, swap it, and then sell the rebuilt engine for a profit.
I’m sure I’m not the only one, but I have a scar on my left index finger from cutting bread at work.
For a more reasonable price, try Paso Robles. I just got a delivery earlier today from Giornata Wines, all of which were less than $50.
The oven is usually my go-to, but if I only need a couple pieces, I’ve found that cutting the bacon in half helps speed along the process in a skillet. Mostly because it’s easier to move the smaller pieces around for more even cooking.
I’ll be the first one to make fun of Tybee. It’s far from the classiest beach in GA. But this is still cool to see.
I feel like this should be my time to shine, but instead, I’m just getting along day to day. I eat trash food, rarely cook, and haven’t even rolled out any fresh pasta in multiple weeks. Other people are making ciabatta, and I’m making Kraft Mac & Cheese that I bought at Walgreens.
Back when I was in college, an extremely expired jug of orange juice taught me that you didn’t have to be 21 or a moonshiner to make your own alcohol.
I initially read this as “macaroni and cheese,” and I was so confused.
Nope. I am decidedly average and short on motivation.
Yes, there’s the whole “horoscopes are completely made up” thing, but honestly, you couldn’t possibly pick a flavor of creamer I’m less interested in than Birthday Cake. It’s truly disgusting, and I would love to live in a world where it doesn’t exist.
With Amazon adding Fresh to its Prime membership, you don’t even have to drive. And while I know Amazon is evil, that level of convenience means people who are interested in cooking can get groceries with minimal effort.
Grocery delivery taking down meal kit services is definitely an under-emphasized point.
Especially pretzels.
As you should.
It would probably come down to methodology. Does the higher number of pizza snobs outweigh the douchiness of the smaller number of true beer snobs?
Except these days, they probably spell it Jaiydenne
Thank you. The whole “there’s only one correct type of pizza” thing is just as annoying as “soccer is the one correct version of football” thing.
Ok, definitely making this next weekend.
Annoyingly, the thing that makes me want to open a restaurant is seeing how poorly most of the ones I worked for were run. Which makes me even more scared. If I ever meet someone who offers the startup capital, I might actually fall for it.
It’s not nearly as big of a deal, but if food runners would also stop giving my salad to my wife/other women, that would be great, too.