. . . . Cheerwine is not actually a weird southern moonshine-ish wine? Good to know.

$1.49 Chicken Enchilada Primo Burrito made with white meat chicken, reduced fat sour cream, seasoned rice, enchilada sauce, and cheddar cheese in a flour tortilla.

I was in Minneapolis with time to kill, and ended up going to their flour museum. It was realy fun - there’s a great show/exhibit that takes place in an elevator, plus there’s a Pillsbury test kitchen that has samples. Also a giant box of Bisquick for all of your instagram needs.

Yes but how do they taste doused in nacho cheese?

Someone come talk to me about the picture of the Juicy Marbles (no) swimming in a pan of oat milk (why?).

I wore a cool pair of suede shorts only for my biology teacher to tell me I looked like a Von Trapp.

We still have these in Canada and the cheese here definitely stretches, so maybe it will in the States for this run?

Between the hairy box (uh), various descriptions of this thing shitting eggs, and yesterday’s mousse baby I see The Takeout is working to corner the horror market.

I have been sticking to my decision to not watch this show anymore, so I gotta ask - did Matt tip his plate up specifically to show Allison what was on it (and we still couldn’t tell!)?

Okay that bacon mousse baby made me legitimately yell “NO” and recoil from the screen. Truly one of the most horrifying things I’ve ever seen.

*eyes your username, suspects bias*

I know everyone on the internet says this a lot, but this article makes me feel 105 years old.

Came here for this, thank you for your service.

“Baldwin mentioned adding another baby to the mix in April, while pregnant with Eduardo.”

Rocky is a chonky boy and I love him. Also this idea.

Sounds like the time Old!Prudie suggested putting a little Visine in a mother in law’s food for revenge.

Gotta say, with a name like “COVID bandit” I assumed he was running around licking people. This is a nice story.

I don’t know what was harder to watch, Matt meeting Rachael’s racist family or the congealed poutine.

It was warm and cozy in the bar when the world outside was dark and bleak.

Had a moment where I thought to myself “chocolate is . . . meat?” but replacing the dairy with an alternative makes more sense.