Given that their name is the Department of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives, you’d think they’d default to Taco Bell.

My wife and I will frequently take a small bit of whatever we’re eating and give it to the other person. It’s a way to share the experience, it’s not like we’re chewing and then passing it mouth to mouth, and it helps potentially figure out if you really should have ordered whatever.

This review isn’t positive but still makes the film sound super interesting to me! I just might check this out. 

Articles like this one remove all doubt for me that I have become An Old. Mostly, I don’t get the allure of heading out on St. Patrick’s Day (or Cinco de Mayo, or NYE). You head out to a bar, pay a fortune for what are almost always shitty drinks, spend hours in a crush of drunk people whose goal mostly seems to be to…

Yeah, they totally trick you into thinking you’ve pre-earned a paczek after the Paczki Day Run, but a mere 5 km doesn’t burn half a one, yet you end up feasting on five. No? Just me? Then again, that toilet stuff was def not me TG.

Chrusciki is best when they are actually a little too hot to handle and there is so much powdered sugar that some is falling off. My grandmother used a little whiskey of some kind in the dough, and the dough itself was sweet because I was her little grandson and I completely adored her. I find that they are almost the…

Ah yes, I remember the wonderful smell of the bakeries in Hamtramck. I spent some time at GM’s Detroit-Hamtramck plant (now “Plant Zero”) where the town was on side, the plant’s paint shop was on the other and the city incinerator and solid waste processing facility was at another. You can easily tell which way the…

Love to see Hamtramck propaganda. It isn’t a traditional place one would visit, even if you came to Detroit, but it is wonderful. The mix of people and cultures is unbelievable (a dive bar populated with punks sitting, next to an Arab American grocery store, down the street from a Polish Catholic church) and it all…

Yaaaaassss Typhoid Mary! What I find ironical is folks are always trying to label Black (and Brown) folk as dirty when it was our foremothers and forefathers who cleaned up after and cleaned actual folk’s and their spawn’s asses, (don’t even get me started on cooking) but they weren’t going to clean their own damned…

When I was young, my grandmother would take me and my sibling to a little store and the owner ( a white man), would make these amazing hamburgers that we loved to eat. One day my grandmother went to order us some burgers and noticed that he was scratching his butt as he was cooking. Boy did she go off. Cursed him out…

Let me guess: some of those white people fed you Hungry Howie’s greasy trash pizza, or something equivalent to bland steam table food from Sign of the Beef Carver?

She was the first person I thought of when I read this story. I watched that LulaRoe documentary and there was one lone Black woman in it (she had been an employee of the company on the corporate side and then started selling, I think). All the sellers, who were all white except for her, were invited on a private cruis…

“Rep. Marcia Fudge decamped for Washington to bed the Biden administration’s HUD secretary” is the sort of typo spell check won’t catch, but damn if an editor or an apology shouldn’t have cleaned that up by now.

Lawd, don’t let my great-aunt Trudy read about this.

By god, I will go to bat for this song and Walkin on the Sun anytime, anywhere.

I always wondered why the lady started singing another song in the middle.

that’s because, in a lot of famous examples, “confronting” a white woman is going to lead to a black man being put in cuffs or the fucking ground, you asspon (an ass tampon, a new insult of my own creation) 

BREAKING NEWS: Men are still fucking trash.

OT but as the kids say, I was today year’s old when I realized how much Ari looks like Dionne Warwick.  

Love it. Fuck ‘em.