The line between the chin and shirt collar is a hair too sharp. If they’d fuzzed it up a bit to match the 1969 TV resolution, this would be even more creepily on-point.

All of these improve if you leave off the “cheese.” Sausage, egg and biscuit (or English muffin if you prefer) is a trifecta of yum.

After warming to and coming to love the character through Clone Wars and Rebels, I watch Rosario Dawson and I just don’t see or hear Ahsoka Tano.

Fixed it, here:

For crispy chicken skin without a fryer, don’t forget the baking powder tip that appeared here (among other places) a while ago:

If you’re trying to edge your way into grill confidence, another gateway can be using the grill to finish off stuff you’ve cooked in the sous vide.

Butbutbut... I read these pages faithfully, and I’ve been made to understand that my eggs won’t be good enough (or French enough) unless they’re all runny and mucus-y. So we’re cooking them now?

Planning: Use a site or app like PhotoPills or The Photographer’s Ephemeris to know ahead of time exactly where and when that sunset or sunrise will happen. Then get there early and/or plan to stay late, because things can be even more dramatic when the sun is just below the horizon.

“...No Matter How You Like Them” unless you like them cooked all the way through. Both of those photos show me liquid slimy yecch.

C’mon, now:

This is complete nonsense bordering on parody... fiscal policy as imagined by a bunch of stridently world-saving high school students... and getting to spend time on a site like this where people take it seriously is just pure, free entertainment. Mmphh, munch, crunch that’s the sound of the popcorn I’m enjoying as I…

That’s fair. This is the “commercial break between innings” approach and it just rounds out the flavor compared to a neat pour. No attempt to erode the real thing.

If I’m looking for an “expedient” quickie Old Fashioned and don’t want to go to pure sugar, I find a splash of Coke rounds out the flavor and adds just enough sweetness.

Okay don’t freak out because this comment is not going where you think.

I completely agree that First Blood stands apart as the best of the series, for all the reasons you cover here, and I like it on its own terms, series or not.

If the space above your seat is full and you need to call an audible with the bins nearby, that’s completely understandable.

Later that evening:

Four bots and a half-dozen mom’s basement trolls will lose their shit. Forty million real people will then bravely go to the mat to rebuke that shit-losing take.

I wrote three paragraphs to complain about the existence of the article, and the persistence of ones like it. And, yes.

All this acreage of text over how To Scramble Eggs The Really Good Way is starting to be a bit much, don’t you think? I get that “runny and undercooked” is the Thing du jour. But however you like your eggs, it’s just scrambling some eggs, for chrissake.