I’ll bring my own from home.

I was on SP for a while, but after Perrier, it just tastes salty to me.

Peter Pan’s friend was Tinker Bell, not Tincture.

1. Leftover chicken skin in mason jar with vodka.

Mexican light lager makes an excellent low-carb beer.

Had a British college girlfriend who was moving home the next day back to Hong Kong, flying out of Atlanta. I convinced my best friend to drive with me 6 hours in the middle of the night from Gainesville to see her off. We had only enough money for gas up and back in my Oldsmobile Cutlass, a case of discount Moon…

I pick giant boogers all the time on Monday nights. You don’t see me me making a big deal about it.

Say, what’s that on your pretzel?

Ask Rachael Ray sometime how she feels about this photo shoot.

Nerd.

Me* and my deeply satisfying, shockingly large Sleep Number-size Rice Krispies treat will be over in the corner laughing at your theory.

Related: Horsefuckery is how they make the dressing.

Boomers are just the worst.

Ray Ratto > Chris Bermann > Neil Everett

You can barely afford the Eff in “Eff You” with $460K.

Impossiburgler?

Is it wrong that I read everything by Ruth as if she actually is Ruth Bourdain?

Shishito roulette? It’s like a game of “Will I or Won’t I Ruin Your Meal.”

Not really. saw it on a website a while back.

A robot for your grill?

A robot for your grill?