She definitely fits well with delivering actual news.

That sounds depressingly believable.

Some people vehemently disliked her, but I enjoyed Ann Curry. Her voice tended toward a low register, and that was soothing (especially compared to Matt’s sometimes-nasally chatter, and another chirpy host whose name I cannot be bothered to recall).

That is a lovely thought, and so true. A house that’s new to you isn’t really home until it smells familiar.

Paw paws! Weird custard apples that no one else has ever tasted.

Aw, thanks. It felt a bit ‘A Christmas Story’ at the time, but I was the only person involved that saw it that way.

Chipped beef-that’s rough. Not five years until it isn’t too soon, but rough nonetheless.

I have such a hard time holding my shit together when other people are upset over ridiculous things. Holidays are hard.

I also used to have amazing Thanksgivings at my grandparent’s house, with all my cousins and my whacky aunt with the older wealthy husband. Now it’s my folks, my exhausted sister, her sullen husband, their two young kids (one of whom is a biter), and my poor boyfriend who just wants to be at a hotel and not in my…

Your Thanksgiving must smell amazing (just based on your description of your pie!)

Neighborhoods do change, but patterns of gentrification continually leave the poor, and often minority, residents with the short end of the stick. They are victims of a cycle that handsomely rewards the already-wealthy and feeds in to our already gaping wealth inequality. To throw up our hands and say ‘this is just…

That’s actually horrifying.

If you read the activist’s statement, they make it clear they’re targeting art galleries/spaces because of artwashing, the tendency for art galleries and spaces to act as a first wave in the gentrification process.

It’s pumpkin pie-esque (cinnamon, sugar, flour, baking soda, egg, milk, nutmeg, vanilla, etc) but the key ingredient is wild North America persimmons. The squicky part is that you need to pick them after they fall off the tree, or they won’t be sweet enough to use. And Fuyu persimmons are a no-go, just too firm and…

Aunt Rose is quite a lady. At age 66, she had a Pussycat Dolls song for her ringtone.

YUP. Letting it sit is the difference between a firm, lovely slice of pie or crust with a blob over it.

They could move, but that’s a pretty drastic action for a lot of people. But mayb not for the really wealthy!

Absolutely- there are much larger for es at work here, no question. But I get why these people are trying to hang onto their neighborhood however they can in the face of most likely being priced out. Even if the target seems odd (I said it somewhere else, but maybe they think an artist-albeit a wealthier one-might…

Artists are a weird target, except from the perspective of receptiveness. You don’t imagine a developer would care about the ethics of changing a neighborhood, whereas perhaps a wealthy artist actually might?

That does put kind of a fine point on it, doesn’t it?