I hid a ziplock bag of specific pieces of turkey in the fridge. hid it behind the cans of michelob ultra that no one drinks. fried it the next morning with some eggs and rice (white rice because my asian side requires it). I like leftovers

I sound more convincing when I ask where the library is!

Lorde’s album is the only one I haven’t heard. I’m torn because my roots say Bruno, but I really loved Gambino’s and Kendrick’s albums. Please no Lorde.

I saw the Beiber version listed and almost tossed my drink. I hate that version, mainly because you can tell he has no idea what he’s saying.

met this guy once, he seemed friendly enough, told me where to get some cheap but quality beer. that said, I’m embarrassed knowing this happened in the state I live.

the fact that it took this documentary for most of us to hear about this story is just insane. it continues to amaze me how little media cares for black/brown folks.

anyone else go to the mentions after the tweet just to see the percentage of crap to good people?

I was prepared to fight this battle, then I just started getting hungry, not cool Panama!

Imagine if Pulis somehow took an assistant’s job at Liverpool and fixed their defense...

in high school our baseball team had pickoff plays that we’d call by saying states. depending on who was pitching (lefty or righty) you’d pick west coast (left) and east coast (right) and name states. it wouldn’t work sometimes because some people don’t know geography.

if you go into it and just ignore what it is then you’ll probably like it. consistency it’s a bit different than anything you’ll try, but it tastes good with white rice.

I love sisig when its fresh. crack that egg and give me some rice and I’m golden

my fiance helped me become better. the frustrating part was how simple some of these things are to change while others seem nearly impossible. I look at it as a constant journey where I’m just trying to be decent.

this story just keeps getting better and better

it’s more like a blood stew with pieces of pork.

I love that stuff! great, now I’m hungry

for me it’s cool because the same dish in spirit looks and tastes completely different depending on what style of cooking. it’s similar to how Mexican food is made, depending on the region of the cooking!

depending on the style of dinuguan, it can be spicy or not. the two sides of my family are from different parts of the Philippines and make the dish differently. The main parts are the same but my did makes his a bit thicker while my aunt (mom’s sister) makes hers a bit soupy. that said, neither is very spicy because…

we’ve had a machine since I was a child. and it didn’t require a special occasion to fire it up either. there have been multiple occasions where my dad would turn it on at 5pm in the evening because he wants to sing. then it became a contest.

First thing Anne, I you’re amazing! Second thing, I can vouch for this “let’s make the white person eat the balut” but I’ll go a step further and also submit the “let’s have them try the dinuguan and say it’s chocolate meat”.