I prefer the 1950s version, homemade. No damn bread sticks or rye chips to be found, just three kinds of Chex, pretzels, and nuts.
I prefer the 1950s version, homemade. No damn bread sticks or rye chips to be found, just three kinds of Chex, pretzels, and nuts.
Is that a biscuit, or is it a scone? Also, I can’t eat wheat flour, so pbbllllt to you.
Family of five? Is that counting Rocky?
I thought Doom was Latverian?
An acquaintance who used to work for McDonald’s urged me never to order beverages other than regular coffee or soda because none of the other machines were ever cleaned. I assumed that went for milkshakes, too. Not that I’ve set foot in a McDonald’s in a decade. Yes, I’m a snob.
Though an introvert perfectly happy being alone with myself, I used to hate dining alone. Ages ago, I took a solo trip to London and ate one restaurant meal. In a week. The rest of my dining experiences on that trip involved items picked up at the local Safeway and eaten in my hotel room. I even tried a frozen dinner,…
I hear ya. I used to recap Top Chef and Project Runway, fumetto-style, and while Bravo sent me first-ep screeners, I had to get all of my images from their web site and from screen caps. Some days it took me 4 hours to finish.
I was disappointed for you when Henry was eliminated. You’ll need to find some new cougarbait now. (Real-life cougarbait is more fun. I am speaking from experience!)
He also cheated on his wife with Marcella Valladolid from one of the many aborted ‘murican versions of the show.
I’ve tried Eos. While I never had mold issues, I didn’t find it to be particularly moisturizing. Burt’s Bees and Chapstick don’t do it for me, either. My favorite way to keep my lips moist, other than good old Vaseline, is MAC lipglass. I use the pale neutral and clear shades. It sticks to my lips for a good long time…
I had enough snow this decade already. I can deal with a snow-free winter. I do wish we’d stay out of temps in the 60s though.
Perhaps an unpopular opinion, but I didn’t find Agent Carter to be a delight at all. Last year’s storyline could have been wrapped up in two episodes, but instead it went on and on and on and on for weeks. I hope this season has more going on and at a better pace.
:::scratching head::: doesn’t “hand wash” mean to wash by hand?
My husband is making some sort of soup today from leftover bun bo hue and whatever veg he digs out of the fridge. Should be good; his soups usually are. Regardless, we had real Kobe beef on Monday, so whatever else I end up eating this week will be a letdown.
I have several cowlicks at my front hairline which are the reason I have worn bangs for 90% of my life. My hair will hang straight down just fine, but if I try to style it any other way, it’s crazytown. And while my forehead isn’t huge, it’s very square. Bangs forever!
If your farts are that sour, bloody hell what are you eating?
Grande is the 16-ounce size, correct? Back in the day, kids, before the mega-colossal-big-gulp, 16 ounces was a large. I see nothing wrong with calling a 16-ounce drink a large.
I had read that, too, and was annoyed that when I had to go on blood thinners last year, Tylenol was the only OTC pain killer I was allowed take. I have killer sinus headaches (and usually take a migraine formula of acetominophen/aspirin/caffeine for those) and back aches (for which I take Alleve). I bought a big…
Dunno bout that. There's the very helpful barista who always suggests that I just ask for an espresso over ice BECAUSE IT'S LESS EXPENSIVE and then rings me up for just that.
Starbucks hasn't caught on to that yet. I often order an iced, no water, Americano in the summer and fill it with milk from the milk station.