To each his own. I’m in the school that prefers “pub style”, thick and juicy burgers. Medium rare. My wife, on the other hand, loves thin and crispy burgers. This makes it difficult to go out for burgers together.

Riding our “new” Green Line LRT in St. Paul, there was a drunk almost passed out, lying on the floor near the door. I say almost, because every time the door opened, he would venture an exploratory foot, to see if he could get out. He was in no condition to get out.

I live for savory meat pies. 

I’ll go one better. Bierocks. Or “Lauer-Kraut burger”. An amazing bun surrounding kraut, cabbage, seasoned ground beef and cheese. Somewhat labor-intensive, but you can make a bunch and they microwave really well.

I hear what elgordo47 is saying. In Minnesota, helping a disabled car often means some dude or dudette got themselves wedged into a snowdrift, or is caught on a plow drift at an intersection. I have no hesitation in hopping out and helping to push. This is what we do - because that D or D could be me.

“None of these super heroes are even real. It’s all made up garbage.”

I gotta say, I spent three weeks in England on tour with a professional choir. Toward the end, the natives were asking me what part of England I was from. As a singer, I think there’s a natural tendency to adopt the cadence of the folks around you.

What a dick pic might look like:
Geez, Kinja, can’t a guy post a pic of Dick Van Dyke? Ruins the joke.

Having lived in Indiana for six years, and being married to a native, “Hoosier” is easily identifiable and carries no bad connotations, unless you’re some coastal elite that had a conference in Indianapolis once.

I was concerned whether Hanks could believably take on Fred Rogers, being rather heavyset, while Rogers was notoriously trim and health-conscious. Looks like Tom has slimmed down a bit for the role. Cautiously optimistic about this movie.

I heart the hydraulic press channel.

Something I learned today: In the Soviet era, the government wanted to suppress Christmas. It didn’t work, people kept celebrating anyway. So they coopted it and called it a “New Year’s Celebration”. They had New Year’s trees, New Year’s presents, New Year’s ornaments. Santa Claus became “Father Frost”. It was helped…

I’ve been following this French Chef on YouTube, and one thing that he often adds to his stocks is onions pierced with cloves. It seems brilliant.

Really, I keep seeing all these hagiographies, alongside bitter condemnation. People can be GOOD AND BAD AT THE SAME TIME! Why is that such a difficult concept?

It’s a male, so it’s a steer. A cow is a lady.

Gotta have some green bell pepper in there, too, and it’s a sandwich that is greatly enhanced with mustard and cheese.

Okay, that’s a sexy EV. I always wonder about the practicality of having one in Minnesota. I would assume below zero weather would really crap on the range. 

I’ve been told by numerous sources that if you eat a bread & vegetable & spice mix cooked inside a turkey, you will die.

The Palm Prē came with this in 2009.

There’s a regional brand in Minnesota called “Heggie’s”. A lot of bars serve it exclusively as their bar food. Lots of sauce and cheese - pretty much the closest thing to a pizzeria pizza you can get frozen.