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So it tested my knowledge of 80s music since I grew up then. The results are interesting how it shows how low % of that era is to Gen Z- but there is one assumption I think that’s being made there. We can’t assume because someone in Gen Z doesn’t currently know a song that this means they never will. Gen Z is as young

Let the Vaporwave / Seapunk revival begin!

Wife and I must be in the minority then. We were just talking over the weekend how having the both of us working from home has brought us a lot closer together. She gets to rant more about her miserable children constantly skipping her classes then lying to their parents about watching when they receive an F(honestly,

(I should clarify that in our household, one person in the household is deputized to flip the record/set the table/etc. while the other person cooks!)

I can’t fathom cooking along to vinyl, flipping an LP every 4ish songs while actively cooking sounds like a recipe for disaster (pun not intended).

I tried cooking artichokes in my InstantPot for.. maybe it was mother’s day a few years ago? Anyway, total disaster. Super tough and I think they were discolored. Maybe I’ll give it another go, but not in a high-pressure (npi) situation like a special meal.

I can’t for the life of me get my family to eat my borscht! I don’t know why. As far as I’m concerned, it’s the apotheosis, nay, the Platonic ideal of soup. Rich, hearty, earthy, packed with pungeant dill and tied together with a totalizing blob of sour cream, it’s perfect. (And Sriracha takes it to another level.)

Yeah but who knows, I work out more at home actually now than I was when I had to go into work. My gf and I were looking for dumbbells for her online and they’ve been gouging those like crazy so it seems a lot of people are buying workout equipment at least.

Oh please. Those things couldn’t be easier to cook and eat. You whack off the stem and stick the artichoke in a steamer on its now flat bottom until it’s tender and easy to peel. Dip the leave in whatever — I prefer mayo — and pull it between your teeth to get the meat out. When you get to the heart, you should be

We loved artichokes as kids, and all my Mom did with them was steam them. We’d peel the leaves one by one and dip the tender bottoms in mayonnaise and eat them. Probably sounds gross to most people (I’ve heard melted butter way more often than mayo). Then when we got closer to the heart leaves our parents would grab

Pink Gold Peach.

I truly don’t get why anyone would want a bunch of cheap, flimsy pieces of paper taking up space in their home.

Eh, I’ll never not collect hard copies of Hulk as long as they exist. Ever. Been doing so for 35 years. ::shrug::

Baking bread is nothing new in our household, but unfortunately everyone else has now decided to be self sufficient, so when the flour we have runs out I guess that’s it for us.

It’s my opinion that Odyssey is hugely overrated and I have no idea why it is so revered. Like, its a cool game, but its not the second coming like most reviews would lead you to believe.

peanut butter + dill pickle slice + Ritz cracker. Family snack staple and very moarish. Also good with a dab of Sriracha.

My mom used to grow strawberries in her garden, and this was a standard way of eating them in my home in my childhood.

Strawberries, dipped in sour cream, then dipped in brown sugar. It's incredible.

My dad used to make hand pies out of tortillas and apple pie filling for us when we were kids. He had a sandwich press and he’d butter the tortillas and sprinkle cinnamon sugar on them and put a dollop of pie filling. I thought they were delicious, but my mom is a terrible cook so I pretty much ate canned tamales and

Peanut butter and Ruffles. Amazing. Sweet, salty and insanely satisfying.