Well you would say that. I’m sure we are not going to see any anti-Wing comments from members here.

I also cannot give this blood, for I have lived in France for two years, sacre bleu!

But you should get up! It helps with the healing process (at least that is what my ob-gyn told me). I was wandering the hospital hallway grimacing for half of the next day.

Onion quiche. Way back when I was a kid in the late 70s in Nashville, my family went for a special brunch at one of those newfangled Hilton hotels with the 25 story high atriums and glass elevators that made your hands sweat when they ascended.

I spent my formative years watching Taggart on the local public television station in an attempt to master the Scottish language.  

*waiting for the cease and desist letters to everyone attacking her for this asinine opinion*

Yeah, this. Cooking is my pickmeup. When I’m really feeling teary eyed and shitty, it’s cereal with maple syrup and nut milk. (I can’t digest milk any more, so the almond milk helps to remind me of the shittiness that is my life.)

When moving for grad school, I and my roommate spent all our money to pay the rent, and we had almost no cash for two weeks thereafter. We lived on cereal, milk, instant ice tea and kraft mac and cheese, which was cheaper then vegetables, eggs, and anything else we could buy.

Who are all these people who insist that you eat something that many people hate? Are they the same people who insist on rubbing the stomachs of pregnant women they see on the street? Or argue that Marie Kondo is essential viewing? I’ve lived in NYC for 30 fucking years and have met maybe two. 

I would love the recipe if it’s not a family secret. I also hate red velvet. 

Guess what, one of these—or something roughly the same size—flew inside my house in NYC. No one slept that night in remembrance of my screaming as I killed it. Here’s a pic:

After halftime, my Sunday evening was better spent watching this.

The July Revolution? He’s a bourgeois betrayer! A true pretender would hail from before this secular, liberal state silliness and restore divine right.

My 90-year-old mother can no longer read well, so she uses it for audiobooks and reminders on taking medication.

Pho Keen Great. Dragon’d too long IMO. 

The Kitchen Aid is newer but has lasted 8 years now and still looks brand new, thought I use it a lot. I also have a hand-me-down Cuisinart from the 80s that is still going strong. It weighs a ton and feels like it was built out of iron--which is probably why it lasted so long. 

Or, you know, you can order it online and make it at home. Don’t forget the Bündnerfleisch:

To expand on the Versailles discussion, it went beyond the occasional poop in the halls....it was said the stench extended for up to a mile in certain seasons.

Learned something new today about eskimos. 

Why, there’s even a game devoted to it!