The PS4 version has also been so patched! Which lead to me picking the game back up, spending 2 hours re-speccing, realizing I didn’t have the right gear, and getting absolutely fucking demolished in moments in the Pharos Abyssal. Tough game to come back to after two years....

Or a chalupa braised in a Belgian Tripel

I know a cidery here in New England did this. It might have been Artifact, but they resurrected a previously-extinct (or thought extinct) variety of apple endemic to the Northeast and made a tremendous dry cider out of it. I’m trying to find it now.

Also, similarly, Allagash did a little of this with Thirteen Counties,…

Boston is the same way. The metro area has had the worst traffic in the country for like 3-5 years running, and for the last two weeks....nothing. Not hotspots. Just green all over google maps.

A lot of those ‘40s and ‘50s church cookbooks with various processed ingredients were less about being poor (although they certainly didn’t assume affluence, I don’t think) and more about the nation’s post-war food economy undergoing a total transformation to accommodate for the large-scale production of processed…

That’s how I feel about every Middle Eastern or Eastern Mediterranean dessert, and then I eat it, and it is always rapturous.

Economic realities tend to make it an either-or proposition for most of us patrons, I think. Which sucks.

Actually, it would appear that, despite disavowing the quote, they’re falling on tired excuses for not including female playable characters.

Isn’t this the one where the developers said they wouldn’t put female characters in the game because “women don’t belong in war, they’re too soft” or something of that nature? Was that a hoax?

Are you saying you wouldn’t save seafood over a truck? I’d save most seafood over my mother, let alone a truck.

I just finished the French Revolution

History of Rome. Giant Bombcast. Game Over Greggy Show. Podcast Beyond. The Adventure Zone (or My Brother, My Brother, and Me). I feel like this list is missing a lot, even just from my corner of pop culture.

I grew up drinking 1% and loved it. Still do, but I don’t drink milk of any kind that often anymore. Occasionally I’ll do skim in some overnight cold oats, and almond milk is a go-to for coffee or as a milk substitute. It’s nothing against milk itself, per se, just that almond milk lasts longer.

I didn’t even know that existed and it horrifies me.

The hotter take is the apparently widespread assumption that grift payments and bribes are made all at once, in multi-million dollar numbers.

My grandparents lived in Cranston and used to keep a whole host of uniquely RI and New England stuff in the house, so it wouldn’t surprise me if they had canned brown bread once or twice. But beyond that, my first clear memory of it is just a few years ago, here in Boston.

I grew up in Rhode Island and had maybe seen it once or twice, in passing, and honestly that might just have been my mind trying to reconcile with it when I found it in Boston. It seems like a very Boston thing these days.

Matthew Jennings’ former joint in Boston, Townsman, used to do house-made canned brown bread as a table bread, with togarashi butter. It was sublime.

I never realized that the comments on Gizmodo are so bad. You’re doing the lord’s work, Matt.

Joan, this essay is most certainly a more than adequate replacement for the Thursday Pregame Song That Makes Me Want To Run Through A Goddamn Brick Wall. Thanks for sharing.