One of them does transform into a winged horse at one point.

I know it’s hard to include because in the early going it’s mostly internal monologue, but Meg’s self-loathing is one of the most important elements of the book, and you have to establish that quickly.

They’re superficially similar in that both involve a girl going off after her missing father and amount to a series of fantastical set pieces, but The Golden Compass presents everything as an adventure while A Wrinkle in Time treats it more like a task to be completed.

For me emulsifying in olive oil takes is where you start to go over the line from guacamole to avocado pesto.

I mean, you’re reading a site called “The Takeout.” I feel like that’s a pretty clear indicator what the subject matter is.

My old roommate suggested we make a bet on who would be the first guy Rachel would make a mistake of sleeping with this season. I swung for the fences and picked psychiatrist dude, she went safe and said August. I’m considering letting her have a mulligan.

She made the comment about Rachel “having her meltdown early this season” when it was just Jay there with her. I think they’re just trying to work Madison being over-confident because she’s sleeping with an exec and super catty into her character.

“Madison ditches the pigtails and grandma sweaters and magically turns into a dating guru” is probably going to be this season’s attempt to make sure there is always a big middle finger to narrative continuity.

I’ve never watched the show, but I listened to the Bachelor podcast Rosebuddies until they got tired of covering it, and from what I understand, yeah, there’s a reason “Bachelor Nation” is a thing. Part of the appeal of the show is getting together with your friends for boozy parties where you all go “oooooooh shit!”…

lol, no

I don’t care enough about the marginal difference to bother doing that. I went to dinner, not Math Bowl.

It’s so straightforward and easy.

Tell that to the part of my stomach that sometimes tells me half a sandwich is pushing it.

I don’t do this, but, if I did, I feel like a cloth tailor’s tape would be ideal. You can always throw that in the wash with your rags and aprons.

Griffin and Rachel McElroy spent the evening not regretting their decision.

I have OCD. I know other people who have OCD. OCD doesn’t compel you to be unbelievably tacky. What you have said is silly.

They do: https://www.dennys.com/food/

Is it not, though? I mean, it would take a lot for me not to leave my standard, “carry the decimal, multiply by two” tip. Like the waitron would have to get anti-Semitic at me or something. So the price of the meal I order really does determine the tip.

I have eating disorder issues. There are times when my stomach is probably slightly bigger than my fist. (And I don’t have big hands.) I have no problem with saying I’m full and taking the rest home. That’s bonus food.

My parents are both federal employees, so when I lived in DC they’d call me fairly regularly to say they were flying in. If my dad was coming in and we wanted to have a nice dinner, I’d always pick some place that was known for its beer list, but my mom and I both love middle eastern food, so with her it was pretty…