You don’t recognize rhetoric?
You don’t recognize rhetoric?
He’s just like Colin Kaepernick! GTFO if you don’t like our country!
This fucking loser is an American citizen trying to kill people in the country that took him in, gave him citizenship, and provided him with opportunity. Here’s where everyone comes out to equate America with all the other horrible evils in the world. Yes, America has systemic, terrible problems, and questionable…
For rape of a child, having the statute of limitations stinks like a buried rotten fish. 😟
Of course they did. He’s not black.
Yeah, it’s much harder to take unarmed teenagers alive if they’re, like, jaywalking or something but kudos to them for this one.
I agree that it sounds like this guy is probably Sheen’s age or a little younger, but please please please please don’t actually be Martin Sheen. I could not handle it if President Bartlet was a pedophile.
Read How To Cook A Wolf, by M.F.K. Fisher, if you really want to get a sense of what people agreed to call “food” in war and post war Europe. Boiled tripe in powdered milk was a luxury.
I raise you dates in bacon stuffed with cheese. I don’t even like bacon, but these... <3
You guys...if you’re ever in western NY you MUST visit the Jell-O Museum. I live near it and you can buy recipe books of the most disgusting combinations of food and jello. It is fascinating. Please ungray me; I will do no harm here except maybe to serve Jell-O with a dollop of mayo instead of whipped cream.
If I’m not mistaken, I think the bacon skewers are rumaki. Which is AWESOME.
Dates wrapped in bacon are goddamned magical. Period.
Are you coupled off but childess (alas)? I have this one:
YESSSSS i’m already telepathically ordering them for you in the future! they are my parents traditional go-to appetizer for every even semi-serious celebration, so I can’t even imagine a true party without them
I have LOTS of cookbooks from the postwar era so I share your joy. I sometimes try to recreate recipes from them and I usually fail, a combo of tastes and palates having changed and some of the ingredients (if you can find them) having changed as well.
DATES IN BACON. We’re going out for my husband’s Bday to a restaurant that serves those!
Seriously. I’ve heard it explained as the novelty of things like jello, but so many of these recipes are so bonkers I feel like that can’t explain all of it. Like, if I’m remembering correctly, I have an old cookbook with a recipe for some kind of “refresher” drink that is like straight up fucking broth.
Wrapped in bacon, stuffed with sharp cheddar and walnut, glazed in spicy brown sugar. To quote Pam Poovey: “Sploosh."
If you’ve never had a grilled date stuffed with cheese, you have an unexpected treat coming.
Nothing will ever convince me that mid-century American cuisine is not the LITERAL WORST food category of all time.