Catfish is the only seafood that I can think of that is better farmed than wild.
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It was quite the twist that Lalo chose to escape undetected rather than kill her off.
On avocado toast.
That was kind of Ed Bagley’s character in the short-lived “Blunt Talk,” - a guy with dementia.
Reminds me of, “Hey, you’re not Kevin Costner!” . . . . “I was last night.”
Zero. You know the HOA meetings are catered by him too.
Had a buddy who worked at Ford back in the day. He was a manager and wore a tie on the factory floor but it had to be a clip-0n for safety reasons.
It was my own car finally parked in the garage I spent all day Saturday cleaning out to make room for it.
He left?!! I’ve been in a cave (aka dealing with a cross country move) since Thanksgiving and had no idea. I hope he’s getting a Ph.D in Rustology.
If you can’t afford your forever home, how likely are you going to be able to swing the cost of rent where you’re living, mortgage + expenses of your fixer and renovation at the same time?
This. Greg Davies is irreplaceable. He’s funny. He’s mean. He’s genuinely having a great time. And he’s eight feet tall.
If you’re playing the real estate game measured in years, you can get burned. If you are playing the game measured in decades, you’re pretty darn safe.
The real estate agent makes 3% of the sale price. The real estate agent puts $0 into improvements. Of course the agent wants you to spend money to increase the selling price . . . Your incentives and agent’s incentives are not align. Always be aware of this.
Someone said to me once, “The best time to buy a house is when you need to buy a house.” I’ve found that to be sound advice.
Is this some sort of Scottish restaurant?
Godspeed Mr. Tracy.
I like oats that have been blended in the dry-blade VitaMix jar. Not as fine as flour, more broken-down than instant oats. It does a great job of preventing sticking and I find the taste and texture to be more neutral than cornmeal.
Another world game to play along with Spelling Bee and Wordle. Thank you.
Have been making Detroit-style pizza a lot this winter and would love one of those old-school, steel pans.
I have double-hand-me-down sheet pans (given to my mother, who gave them to me) that are probably more carbon seasoning than metal at this point. They’re smaller than a half sheet and larger than a quarter sheet - a great happy medium size.