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So, uh, how much flour goes into these? Because 250 g is a lot closer to 2 cups than one.

Bucky reading The Hobbit in 1937 is really impressive since it wasn’t published in the States until the following year.

God help me but after 8 years in St. Louis I have come to like the pizza. It doesn’t help it’s rep that the biggest local chain serves without a doubt the worst representation of it.

I’m seeing Karl Marx.

If you find yourself in Anchorage, you can get pretty good pizza from a moose.

The Great Escape, but with a chicken.

I went with Demonreach.

My store has been not had a single cut of fresh meat for the last week, at least not on my visits. Seafood, frozen meat, and cured stuff is fine, but fresh meat is picked clean. Along with potatoes and sweet potatoes. The other produce was mostly fine, but there has not been a single solitary potato.

Pretty close to my chicken and dumplings recipe, except I just simmer drop biscuits for the last 20 minutes on the stovetop.

Then there is the Eradicator, AKA Dickhead Superman, with all the power of Superman, plus he’s a dickhead.

Wait, why is their illustration for Cancer a lobster? Cancer is a crab.

Those “poppers” look like the saddest toasted raviolis I’ve ever seen

Fascinating. And today I learned that Moravians (the sect) are distinct from Moravians (the people from Moravia) aside from, you know, the obvious common origin.

Don’t milk your toddlers and don’t juice your infants.

I’m pretty sure the French were on at least their third revolution by the 1840s.

I question the outdoor utility of the $20 poster and notebook.

I question the outdoor utility of the $20 poster and notebook.

There’s a local Bolivian society that hits up some of the area international, cultural, and food festivals. Their salteñas are to die for. Think a larger than average empanada filled with chicken stew and a hard boiled egg. I’m desperate for them to open a restaurant or bakery or something so I can stuff my face with…

When I was a kid, we lived in East Tennessee and made several trips a year to St. Augustine, Florida. Each time my folks would let me bring back a growler of root beer from the A1A brew pub. I loved that stuff. It’s been years since I’ve had it, but in my memories it pours like molasses and is even sweeter than that.…

Not really a “flavor,” but Oreo Thins are my favorite for nailing the perfect ratio of filling and cookie.