This seems backwards to me.

That’s one of the stupidest things I’ve ever seen in my life and I’m currently living through a Trump presidency, so that’s really saying something. 

I have a large bathroom that has two mirrors and two doors. When I enter the bathroom through the door furthest from the lightswitch, meaning I have to cross the room to turn on the lights, I avert my eyes away from the mirrors.

Ah, I see.  Her necklace looks like it says “Steffi.”  

Steph is spelled “Steph” on the illustration of her cake.  Why do we think it’s spelled “Steff”? 

I was disappointed in Sandy for participating in the torture of poor Alice. 

Strictly speaking, each episode is supposed to be that way. Star Bakers can be sent home the very next episode. In practice, though, I don’t think it really works that way.

At least the season wasn’t jam packed with handshakes, like season 9.  I haven’t watched the episode yet, but I’m not sure now if I will.  My eagerness to see David win it might not be enough to overcome my dread of watching poor Steph melt down.

When I was 3, Hurricane Betsy came up the Gulf Coast and my house in New Orleans was okay but we didn’t have power for like a week. However, there was significant flooding elsewhere in the region. For years after that, I was terrified of running water. I was afraid of running water in the bathtub and the dishwasher…

I watched a couple of episodes of Milk Street and then I noped out. Insufferable.

I’m not sure that crispy is what I’m going for with most roast veg.  

So I used to watch ATK & Cook’s Country all the time but a couple of years ago I got out of the habit, for reasons that are unclear. Anyway, I’ve started watching again on the PBS channel on Amazon and I have to say that I didn’t realize how much Christopher Kimball bugged me until I saw the show without him. I love…

That’s good to hear.  Read. Whatever. 

To this day I will not look at a mirror in a dark room. I haven’t had a mirror in my bedroom in over 20 years.  

Reminds me of an old Stephen Wright bit:  “I have George Washington’s axe. I replaced the blade and the handle but it occupies the same space.”

Not so much.  There has to be another answer. 

You’ll notice that my post was in the form of a question and my outrage was predicated on a particular answer to the question. Since that was NOT the answer to the question, there is no outrage. Except the extent that Cracker Barrel is inherently outrageous.

Yes! I hope that’s all true! 

So you see in that photo how Reznor appears to be covered in baby powder or cornstarch or something? I ask because I went to see NIN in 1990 at the 9:30 Club in DC and towards the end of the show, they threw handfuls of that crap all over the audience. I was wearing my niece’s black sweater and that shit never came…

It was among the first CD’s I ever bought but I can’t swear that it’s the first.