“The Upstate, also known as the Upcountry,”
“The Upstate, also known as the Upcountry,”
I have heard it said in various venues that it is simply a war of attrition: the NFL is banking on the fact that most of the players will die before payouts can happen. Such continuous fuckery is enraging.
I live for Fat Guy touchdowns and was inordinately pleased that I got to see this live. Hopping around screaming YAAASSS FAT GUY YOU GO is the pinnacle of fandom for me. Heh.
This made me scream with APPROPRIATE PLAYOUT joy when I saw it.
The Tower store was the only reason I set foot in that painful monstrosity during my second NYC visit in 1996. I wonder if you sold me the box set of my favorite opera star?
Ours told us very clearly "do not freeze that shit and eat it a year later, just come to me and I'll make you a small sheet version to celebrate then". Bless her, it was delicious!
This is going to be one of those recipes that ends up in a “WTF were they cooking??” post 20 years from now (and all the comments below it will be little barfing emojis), isn’t it?
Pleased to note that once upon a time, I presented as Stagecoach Mary for a local parades. The best part? I got to drive actual stagecoaches with big Amish draught horses all summer.
Dammit, I was looking for the row, too. It took me until these comments to realize wtf it actually was. *headdesk*