LOL "No, it's not" is so freakin' starworthy I wish I could give you two.
LOL "No, it's not" is so freakin' starworthy I wish I could give you two.
Er...I get here at 6:45. Asking me to not have coffee until 9:30 is asking me to commit murder.
Please don't ask how I know this (I have younger and older siblings) but you can stitch a pineapple back together so that it's very minimally noticeable if you've gone in through the top of it.
I am as much as I can be. Being able to (sometimes) see comments and (even rarer sometimes) post again is really pretty new. Meaning that I couldn't do it Friday.
Probably something to do with Chick-Fil-A marinating their chicken in both pickle juice and buttermilk, the two substances on the planet most likely to turn it into ghastly-textured mush, unless you want to also pound on it with a hammer for a bit.
One of our malls has a Starbucks inside and another in the parking lot so...they don't really abide by that anymore.
How the hell did that publish when I hit cancel?
There's already been an opera done for anyone curious that doesn't want to read the book. The tape of the Met simulcast should be available at your local library, or your PBS channel may have it on streaming (Great Performances, most likely.) Having attempted the book and seen the opera, I probably won't bother with…
If you've never been there, go to midcenturymenu.com. There's a whole jello and salad wormhole that rather frighteningly frequently intersects.
Well, you know...George Washington had slaves, so it was probably a bit easier for him to find that elusive work-life balance.
Thank you SO much for addressing the not crispy skin thing. People really don’t seem to understand that, and I’ve never been able to figure out why. It doesn’t have to be crispy to be good!
I’ve always done the Guinness pour on my beers, it just tastes better if you let it foam and then rest a bit. It’s nice to know that I’m not just crazy/lazy. (I also don’t refrigerate my beer, but that’s mostly because my refrigerator likes to freeze things no matter what setting it’s on.)
Ah! I have a reply window! I can comment! What magic is this? Should I go have a celebratory egg sandwich at Panera?
Baked potato soup shouldn’t be that hard, other than getting the baked potato skin part right. What are you thinking, bake an extra potato (or two) and reserve it for a stir in garnish right at the end?
Good points, I suppose my absolute disgust at even the idea of eating raw cookie dough or brownie batter, even the stuff designed to be eaten that way, puts me at a disadvantage when it comes to “snacks” like this.
Oh...oh my goodness would you be surprised. Yes, people do get fooled by this crap. Although I will grant you that they’re often the same people who would eat an entire sleeve of oreo thins and think that means they’re doing better with their diet than if they’d eaten the same number of regular oreos. Never…
The worst thing about it is that real abuses got ignored or pooh-poohed away as more hysteria for a period of about ten years afterward. There was a guy I went to high school with here who had gone to a daycare that was (much later) busted for their policy of putting the black and mixed kids in their care into dog…
I love soup haters, you know why? Because MORE SOUP FOR ME!
Would they necessarily be even slightly “better” though? Based on chickpeas, but it sounds as if it’s still just as full of fat, salt and sugar as any other junk food.
My brain wants me to say the Red Lobster casserole, but my (apparently still 14 year old) heart wants me to say the Food Court casserole. However, my mouth and my stomach are both shouting for the chile relleno casserole, so um....majority rules. My vote’s for chile relleno!