Brazilian here, and I think it’s importante to clarify some things...

Yea I wonder about that. I can’t imagine Taylor Swift’s fans throwing anything at her, but who knows? Cynical me would just assume outside water bottles aren’t allowed because they want you only paying for theirs (which are likely overpriced). 

If you live in a city, there are probably non-chain restaurants open. Especially hotel restaurants. You will need a reservation and you are going to pay for it, but the food will be better than Applebee’s.

If I find out anyone’s Thanksgiving plan involves going to Golden Corral, they can just come over, I’ll feed them no questions asked.

Misusing a knife is dangerous!

It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve seen an interesting commercial. Or any commercial that isn’t Liberty Mutual just delaying my YouTube video, for that matter.

Just one more reason to head to that magical place known as Albuquerque.

I’ve had Culver’s. I would be pissed if I paid $14 for it in a pub. It’s good enough, but it’s also not better than In N Out.

Not to mention that the chances of getting sick skyrocket from eating stuffing cooked in the bird.

I never understood the love for soggy bread in turkey juice.

Culvers also uses never-frozen beef and cooks burgers to order, before anyone responds to you with “but MAH FRESHNESS” bullshit.

Culvers makes what is almost a damn good burger I’d pay $14 for in a pub. You don’t HAVE to settle for mediocre and cheap...and if the choice is mediocre why bother? People expect to eat out all the time. Eat out less and be pickier about it and you will enjoy it much more.

Batali was the first chef I really started following; Molto Italiano was the first cookbook I ever purchased. Besides my mom and grandmothers, he’s the first “teacher” I ever had when it came to cooking and I feel like I still approach recipes — or cooking off the cuff — with the mindset I evolved from reading Molto…

Give me Blake's over in n out any day. Not even close.

Come to Chicago next!

I definitely don’t think that the ‘women don’t judge men’s bodies’ thing is true in any way. 

The Cult Of Trader Joe’s gotcha eh?  It is kind of like someone who has never been to an Ikea...it is AMAZEBALLZ and you fill your cart and find excuses to got back again and again until one day you realize it really isn’t all that great, the products are nothing special...it’s like dating a goth girl or skater…

This is the epitome of a film that doesn’t need a sequel. Not that that’s ever stopped anyone before, but it’s still kind of disappointing to see this happening.

I always found it hard to believe that Walter Peck survived having several litres of molten marshmallow land on him from the height of a New York skyscraper.

Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire