Ballantine for sure : http://gizmodo.com/how-pabst-brou…

Nope ... that's Questlove.

Preview of the Winter Classic:

My trusty chef's knife:

Or get one of these guys:

I completely understand your reasons for avoiding online social networks (and agree with much of it - I too prefer direct forms of communication with actual friends). All I'm saying is that it is very possible to use them, if desired, without jeopardizing your career.

Sure, if you can't control your social networking content and privacy to the point where it'd jeopardize your profession, get rid of it. But like I said, I know plenty of lawyers (some in NYC!) and doctors (a few are even neurologists, who apparently are held to a higher standard?) who have Facebook/Instagram accounts…

"Oh, and I found, at least for law and medicine (I'm an attorney and my wife is a doctor), no one in those professions cares about social media."

+1 for Dolin vermouth. The Rouge makes for a damn fine Manhattan. Also, keep your vermouth in the fridge :

9% - and as UnstableElement said the pats had a 12% chance of winning when it was 2-and-1 on the 1, so letting them score wouldn't have given the Pats an edge. Still a only small chance off stopping them at the goaline, but sounds like Belechick decided to let the clock run and not give Seattle a chance to think about…

Browner did a damn good job also of jamming Kearse on the line. If Kearse had gotten through a bit quicker the play was designed to have him slow down Butler and at worst it'd have been an incomplete pass.

Sounds like it was potentially down to Jonas Gray and Butler for the last active roster spot for the game. Crazy how it worked out.

You should put your clam chowdah recipe up there. That's what I'm making to do my part as a New England ex-pat living out West.

Eh, I had fairly substantial back issues when I was a teenager, started out going to a chiropractor (because my mom's into that sort of thing), but eventually switched to a good old fashioned physical therapist, which worked much better (and quicker). Those 'adjustments' never really seemed to do much.

Then in 2002, Wolfson, originally from Chicago, moved to Arizona where he met his wife, a chiropractor, who "opened my eyes."

I'll admit it; I'd totally eat a ham and cream cheese omelette. Especially when drunk. Throw some green chilies in there and now we're fucking talking.

Day trading stocks for short term gain? I agree.

Yea it's free on CC's website:

Count my wife and I in for really liking Grand Budapest. Wish Ralph Fiennes was nominated for best actor though!