I got really into Tang for a hot minute as a kid, but not as a drink. I’d chew up a bunch of gum (and sometimes freeze it) and then coat it in tang and chomp away until it needed more tang. I even constructed a tang dispenser using toilet paper rolls.

Cream cheese and jelly sandwiches are probably the weirdest thing. Loved them at the time, have zero desire to eat them now.

My mom used to make homemade playdough which was basically flour, salt, and water, and I loved the saltiness and would take little chunks of it and go hide behind the armchair in the living room and eat it, but it also had food coloring in it so you could totally tell what I’d done because my mouth would be stained…

Bush's baked beans - they're not inherently gross but I used to insist on taking a can or two with me on vacation just in case, and used to receive the little personal sized cans for birthdays and holidays.

Ketchup on cooked carrots.

Bold of you to assume I don't still enjoy weird food.

Used in conjunction with gaslighting, this is often a way people get sucked into becoming the “other person” in extramarital affairs, too.

Years ago, this happened to me. A man constantly showered me with praise every time he saw me, constant compliments, including nonstop references to how I was prettier, smarter,…

I once had a doctor flat out say to me while I was there after months and months of struggling, “If you were overweight, I’d tell you to lose weight... but you’re not... so...”

In the end they suggested surgery, which seemed wrong to me and I finally found a doctor who looked at me in horror when relayed that…

When it’s your turn, unapologetically get that shot. I have no patience for the stupid people who judge this. It does not matter why you’re eligible. You’re in line and we need to keep the line moving until everyone gets in.

your first paragraph = my life. I feel you girl. if your doc can prescribe it, I take vascepa because I’m not an age where she feels she can safely prescribe cholesterol meds (she’s considering future kid-having, which I really appreciate her considering even if I am not thinking about or planning it haha) my…

THERE’S A MOVIE??? Good god this is the first I’m hearing o that. I will have to hunt that down asap! 

I rode the bus when I lived in Las Vegas one, and only one time, to go to work when my truck was being the POS that it was.

This is beautiful. 

I think we have a winner. This is the new NYC bar to clear: did you see a brain? No? Step off. 

oh I almost barfed up my tea

My cousin/surrogate father figure was a bus driver for New Jersey Transit for 30 years. Most of his routes ran from Philadelphia/Camden to the southern ‘burbs like Millville and Bridgeton NJ, so there was always a good mix of inner-city riders, New Jersey’s own special brand of provincials and every thing in between.

I was riding the county bus home, and it was filling up as it was about 6 or 7 pm. A man sits down next to me and puts his backpack between his legs on the floor in front of him. “Don’t be surprised if a head pops out of this bag,” he tells me. Now, maybe I just read/listen/watch way too much true crime, but I…

OMFG

Not only do I love his low key ways and his comfortable culinary skills, I also appreciate his little tips and tricks over the decades. My cousin is a Food Network addict and loves that circus.... I grew up on PBS chefs who are workhorses more than TV personalities and he is a good example.