grazie.
grazie.
you know, stuff like Logan/Jake Paul could be solved pretty easily. next time they pull one of their pranks/”social experiments” on someone, that someone should pound his skull into the pavement while they’re still filming.
nothin’ wrong with cats
couldn’t she make the argument that she owns her likeness and therefore contest his copyright over the photo?
You know how- as we get older- we all reach a point where we realize the world has left us behind? That “I used to be ‘with it,’ but then they changed what ‘it’ was” point? This:
just don’t store your cakes in the wrong closet, or you’ll have one mell of a hess on your hands...
I’ve never been a fan of trying to recreate my favorite childhood snack foods in my own kitchen. If I’m in the mood for Twinkies and Oreos, I’m just going to buy myself some Twinkies and Oreos.
but given my backlog, maybe I should. if i had posting privileges.
my bandwidth has been ok, but 4 times in the last week and a half my connection has just gone out because my ISP decided it was prudent to do “maintenance” in the middle of the workday when a hell of a lot of us are forced to work from home.
hit too close to home?
also, try not using a phone/tablet as a digital pacifier.
Did it ever occur to anybody at Kellogg’s that maybe the name Peeps Marshmallow Flavored Cereal With Marshmallows was a bit of overkill?
I don’t keep olives, because I hate them.
yep. otherwise what’s next, raise polar bears so their livers won’t kill you?
or maybe, you know, just eat something else? I mean, do you* really have to find a way to try to eat every last living organism on the planet?
Bottom line: artichokes, olives, cans of San Marzanos—these aren’t things I always have in my pantry for “pantry pasta.”