No, silly. Union suit and galoshes.

Call me Krampus, but I just want to put them all on a glacier and watch as it breaks up.

You are charitable. If she had any spirit she’d already be leading a Pussy Riot US chapter.

I can’t decide whether to pity or fear her haunted-doll mien. Maybe both.

To think I was always told it was better to be seen, and not Heard.

When they go high, we go low. I have hypertension, so I’m always undersalting everything I cook, but the salt shaker sits right there on the family table. Anyway, a possible positive is that my son might develop a taste for less-salty food? Especially since the only fast-food restaurant in town just closed because…

You could try chewing gum while you cook? Works for me if I know I have more work after dinner and therefore don’t want to sip a glass of wine while I cook (another temptation).

I care nothing for fries... wish I could do that with sweets.

Seems she’s given up acting and is now hosting a series about art and antiquities, which she says she found a passion for when she was filming one of the Transformers movies in... Egypt? Anyway, so she’s got the clout to host a series. I hope it will not be overly focused on her.

We started separate bedrooms a few years ago and I still feel bad about it sometimes - because talking in bed is fun - but actually we still do that after sex. It started because of DH’s back problems. He’s 6'4" and has to sleep diagonally on a squishy California king. Meanwhile I’m in love with our (now my) bed,…

Yep. The OC has spun many an otherwise meh program (see: Broadchurch) into gold. She is, or appears to be, fearless, i.e. doesn’t give two shits about her image, a trait shared by all my ‘favourites’.

All I managed to catch was a few minutes of women in mini-dresses singing and dancing frantically in 19 degree weather. I can only hope they got paid a major bonus and had a warming station just off-camera.

To sum up: This is how far can you get from the intent of the holiday and still call it that.

You forgot mole. Spicy is the only thing I want after Thanksgiving.

So I’m going to be that gal. I listened to the Homecoming podcast with Catherine Keener, Oscar Isaac, et al. Loved it to pieces. There’s no way I can imagine watching it re-interpreted and in my face, any more than I can imagine ever seeing the movie version of A Wrinkle in Time. Can anyone talk me into it? ‘cause…

Happy to report that neither of those is happening.

Happy to report that neither of those is happening.

Come on guys, let’s not arugulike this.

Last year I laid my bird upside down (on a rack) for 3/4 (give or take) of the roasting time so that the breast would be juicy, then (carefully) turned it right-side-up for the last 1/4 so the skin would brown. I can’t recall what else I did to the bird, probably something simple like an herb butter, but the breast…

I would rather believe you than our nation’s fussy great-aunt, the CDC: