Teriyaki spam seems like it might be a Japanese-Hawaiian hybrid?
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She did look lovely.
I don’t have an addition to the Pissing Contest but in the absolutely most cursed wedding (and subsequent marriage) I ever attended, my chef boyfriend and I bit into the chicken — and it was pink on the inside. Both plates. We raced to the caterers to warn them, naively thinking they might retrieve the dishes and…
Looking at her unlined skin, she’s likely younger than I. But the hairstyle is my little Lithuanian grandma’s of forty years ago.
Where is his head (ahem, the one on his shoulders)? I’m so confused.
“Championing” a cause means more than announcing one’s support for it; it means being moved to action.
Which brand? And when I am rich, I will eat this for dinner, most nights. :)
The last time I was in San Francisco was likely twenty years ago, too, and I love eleven miles away. Just kidding, I’m there for a specific reason often enough but it isn’t my fave. It has changed a lot in twenty years; crowded, filthy, and outrageously expensive. I wish I could love my natal city, more.
Charles will love that. Thanks for the update; what a fascinating historical aspect!
There go my stereotypes about East Coast weather. Thank you for educating me. ♡ You and I have had a similar conversation, previously, about Mexican cuisine: it tends to be quite regional depending on patterns of immigration. The food one finds in Texas is different from that of Los Angeles which is different from…
Oh, it sounds delicious. And Maple ice cream reminds me of honey ice cream in effect. It is far more fun to eat ice cream on the East Coast than it is here due to your hot and humid summers, and warm nights with people queuing up for cold desserts. It’s very festive.
Nutritional yeast is the bomb on popcorn. Thanks for the reminder!
It’s like the ‘filhos de Gandhi” in Brazil. Only Gandhi helped free India from the British Empire. Full circle.
Vindicated! :) Did I miss anything vital?
Let’s be real; nearly every food could be improved with the addition of melted butter and lemon juice. But lobster, especially. Simple and divine.
A meal of cheese, fruit and wine on a plane? SIGN ME UP!
I’m booking this flight.
Followed by a delicious nap in the long grass, outside....
Let’s play this game. You are a flight attendant (what is this stewardess? Are we in 1969?) and have to serve one food that represents your state: what is that food?