I will fully admit to not being a hot-sauce aficionado. I don’t venture into super habenero/ghost pepper/etc super high Scoville number stuff, and I DEEPLY dislike Franks and other vinegar-heavy types, including your basic Tabasco. Sriracha tastes like something besides heat and acetic acid. Hell, even Taco Bell…

I will grant that my objection to this is mostly just prescriptivist nonsense. It is no more ‘correct’ than the Italian (or wannabe Italian) cooks who will go off for 30 minutes if there’s garlic in the carbonara.

It might be of interest to note that the slasher film you mention, *Hannukah*(2019), is the final film appearance of Sid Haig, B movie horror icon. Rob Zombie made a whole to-do on how *3 From Hell* was Haig’s last hurrah, but THIS, technically, was his final role.

As a similarly unreligious, non-practicing Jew, I will say, unequivocally, that NO, your ancestors did not wander the desert for 40 years so you could do... THAT... to latkes.

According to David Sedaris, they should all be fired anyway...

Isn’t that what Carrie White’s mother kept saying before she psychically crucified her?

Hey Marnie-

counterpoint: Mounds bars also suck. Ditto Almond Joys (Mounds w/ almonds) AND Bounty bars (Mounds but w/ dark chocolate)

Right. Questionable streaming sites (*cough*dailymotion.com*cough*) it is!

Nabbing Thin Mints (frozen, obv) and mint hot chocolate means Marnie takes this one and it’s not even close.

You must be that one in your family. My brother is the one in mine. I’m the one in my family that hates gefilte fish (i.e. the only sensible one).

Great! Sold! I also think the GBBS has declined over the years, w/ Hollywood becoming ever more insufferable and Prue claiming that her babka (or was it Paul’s?) was better than ‘anything she’s had in New York’ made me question if she actually, you know, TASTES things.

macaron- small french pastry cookie made by incorporating almond flour into whipped egg whites. Finicky, hard to make, expensive. Can be quite sophisticated.

And let’s not forget that Snowcrash wasn’t exactly a paragon of literary genius. While it’s certainly one of Stephenson’s more compelling and accessible books, his insatiable need to stop the story for pages and pages at a time while he holds forth on whatever topic he’s heavily researched is pretty maddening and just…

She’s talking like someone on some phantom version of cocaine that makes you just as intense, but shoves you over to ‘niceness’ instead of ‘douchebaggery’

We do. EVERY YEAR.

they’re not hard to make at all (as opposed to any other bread), and while you CAN use lye (and now that I have the hang of things, I might try someday), but you don’t have to.

> Naked Baked Pretzel sounds like either a hot yoga position or a stoned sex maneuver.

I recently got my soft Octoberfest-style pretzel recipe hitting on all cylinders, AND discovered that I can get decent spreadable pub cheese here in CA (not just in Wisconsin and Illinois).

> Oddly, the one person I still routinely refer to as a c-word, is the man we’re (hopefully) about kick out of the White House.