This is excellent kinja.

Someone left just such a rock in my bicycle basket up here in small-town Ontario. They are really lovely, and probably as meaningful to the maker as to the recipient.

I hate to be this person, because I think your take on Blake Shelton is 100% correct, but I am pretty sure that yak meat isn’t white meat.

“Umberto Eco for morons” is the best and most accurate descriptor of Dan Brown. He would do well to adopt that sobriquet and use it as a marketing tool on his books’ dust jackets!

I am a chef originally hailing from Montreal, and I am sort of surprised at the omission of San Francisco & the Napa valley.

Off topic, but you have the very best username I ever did see!

You go, Glen Coco!

This guy is a fucking joke.

She is so moist and spongy. Not at all a good cat.

Thank you for this informative and illuminating foray into men’s neckwear! I wish there was more of this to read- a compendium of cravats, perhaps?

My dog used to do that too!

Well said.

For Christmas in 1st year of university, a girl in my dormitory gave me a really beautiful stained glass cross that her father had made, knowing full well that I am Jewish (and therefore don’t celebrate Christmas, and certainly wouldn’t hang a cross in my dorm room, no matter how beautiful the handiwork). It came with…

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Tremendous French!

We’re not your friend, pal!

Look at Stratford! Beautiful town, amazing community, vibrant arts (world-renowned theatre festival), great food (fabulous restaurants and one of the best cooking schools in the country) and great food producers. Close enough to KW, Guelph and London to commute for the job opportunities in those places.

I got pregnant twice while on birth control- the first while on the Pill, the second with a copper IUD. I am Canadian, and so my decision to terminate both pregnancies was relatively hassle-free.

Would that we could convene a Shade Court to adjudicate this matter.

I think such collections exist. The 1950’s were a wonderful/terrifying time for convenience foods.