“Did someone say ‘wee wee?’”

Or, you know, not.

Take that, rewind it back. Ludacris got the flow to make your booty go (clap).

Thank goodness. “Top Chef: Just Desserts” set the cause back a couple decades with it’s campy, pointless, fondant-covered bitchiness.

Not a surprise. That stretch of I-270 is well-known for bumper-to-bumper Vlassic.

I was 12 when Cookie Crisp came out. It was as revolutionary as air conditioning, jet travel and the color TV. Just mind-blowing the concept that you could be a kid, and that your parents (who were in charge of your care and feeding) would have to feed you breakfast and that you could ask for cookies and milk. Most…

I like that you posted this at 8:15 p.m. on Sunday - clouded by a haze of weekend mirth and Masters hangover - minimizing the impact of any nicety said amid the thorns.

::: Switching name to Robert Brûlée :::

... no one has invented an alfredo sauce designed to shrink your waistline ...

Just dropped in to say I’m super glad that the photo for the soup post is just above the banana photo in the banana post.

Let me know when you’re done with that cape. Half of it works for the Buccaneers.

:::: rubbing hands, awaiting juicy Jezebel-flavored Kinja ::::

The Kinja on Salty Waitress posts should just pre-load a “But what if...”

Let she who is without bus-station-bathroom-level cellphone grime among you, let her cast the first stone.

Picked up this gem at a vintage store last year.

Maybe a pairing list is in order.

That hypocrite smokes two packs a day.

Thanks! I didn’t know if it was like using a pressure cooker for canning and needing to compensate for expansion.

Question: Do you need to leave room at the top between the lid and the mixture?

That there thing you described just became my Saturday Morning Project.