i’m pretty sure i’ve seen that lurking in the international foods corner of one of my local grocery store, in with the wine gummies and whatnot. now i want to look at it up close just based on your description.

okay for real though, that crop top is cute as hell and i want it. i am unfortunately of the big girl subspecies with minimal chest to hold it up though, but if i saw someone her size or mine wearing it, i’d still ask where she got it. i know we as large ladies tend to scandalize the public by daring to eat in public,…

this makes me unreasonably happy.

i don’t know how many members we’re up to now but i too am a part of this club. i’ll bring snacks.

well, hell. now i know what i’m doing with the disposable cash from my next paycheck. thanks for the tip! i love having fresh herbs and peppers and whatnot but i balk at paying 3 bucks per herb every time i need something for a recipe, especially something like rosemary or thyme, which grow so prolifically that it…

i fully approve of pickled jalapenos on everything, they are delightful. i’ve been toying with the idea of growing ghost peppers but i live in a sad apartment with no balcony or porch, and the one sunny window i have is home to my cat who loves to knock shit over. plus it’s super dry here in the desert and i’ve heard…

alright, i’m gonna do it, even though it’s a thread about the wailing and gnashing of either including or asking to exclude certain ingredients- get the hell outta here with honey mustard, it is disgusting. there. i said it. 

...but...what’s it supposed to have on it? you gotta have something to tie it all together.

My question is why won’t any place actually make the thing spicy when I request it?

i agree with this completely. there have been times where my stores are low and a sandwich with everything on it just isn’t going to happen - but by god, that last slice of ham and cobbled shreds of the end of the cheese block are going together with some tomato to make a delicious sandwich even if i don’t have the…

this is the correct take. raw onion (granted i prefer red over white but i’ll take either) adds a great crunch and acidity to sandwiches, burgers, wraps, hell i’ll even add it when i make veggie sushi. i recognize that this is apparently not everyone’s cup of tea, but for all their anti-onion bellyaching it just means…

huh...i’ve got a couple euros my dad gave me when he and my mom got back from their european cruise, and a mcd’s down the street from my office. considering i don’t usually get to lunch until 2:30 or 3, i suppose i may be in luck tomorrow. luck being a relatively subjective term, anyway.

and here i am usually ordering extra tomato and definitely not withholding the onions, like a sucker.

well, hell. i thought it was a federal across-the-board requirement too. now i’m all the more amazed my HR dept comes down so hard on lunches when it’s not even required in my state. 

i don’t even remember who made it, but it was a dress i had for a hot second when i was subscribed to gwynnie bee. it was a sleeveless black and white houndstooth panel dress, and it was the shit. i’m a size 26 without much in the way of butt, boobs *or* hips, and it made me look like a damn hourglass. it was…

le sigh. that they do.

oh, mine have food out. that’s not the problem. it’s that he wants his wet food ‘treat’ as a food topper before he’ll eat dry. both he and his brother are spoiled little shits bc i used to work at a pet supply store and got to take home samples of all kinds of new products, which meant they came up on many a treat and…

at my office, HR will be all over you if you don’t take at least a 30 minute lunch if you’ve worked six hours in a day. there are some days where i’ve legitimately forgotten bc i have so much to do and one of our HR folks will highlight my time sheet and circle it and ask ‘lunch???’ and then i’ll have to work 30…

make haste! get the job helmet while i go fetch the job cannon and we can fire ourselves off into the land where jobs grow on jobbies!

also, her face. well, all the faces, actually. she seems genuinely delighted, or at least generally amiable, while standing next to Obama, and he looks happy to be there as well. next to the oaf, she’s got a thousand-yard stare going on while he looks like he’s concerned there will be no hamberders.