Yeah, me too.

It just makes it a different dessert. My preference may simply reflect early childhood conditioning, but, while nuts do change the texture of the bite and chew, they add an extra dimension of flavor which typically contrasts nicely with the chocolate. Chocolate chips, on the other hand, disrupt the texture of the…

I hate Trump, but millions of people who voted for him were not racists, but instead were people who had lost faith in the political establishment.

The winch alone is prolly worth the asking price.

You score 100% on Reading Comprehension. 

Um,    .      .      . OK

GAAAAAK!!! (see my prior comment)

The most heinous brownie atrocity is adding chocolate chips.

99121989 BMW Z1£15,000€16,550
£14,037£19,154£25,000+£5,84629 September 20140.27

Didn’t Wheeler Dealers do an episode on the Z1 which included Edd China working on these doors?

*eyeroll*

No fair, you’re quoting him in context. (Wait, . . . I must mean something else. . . um, . . . Damn!)

All stars to you, sir; all the stars!

Well, Morgan 3-wheelers actually come with S&S V-twins (maybe the most Harley-like of the Harley semi-clones)

Neil and Daryl get married near Vancouver on a yacht: A song about Joni Mitchell and Graham Nash living in Laurel Canyon is an odd musical choice to mark that occasion. Nice (to be sure) but odd nonetheless.

I’m confused by Aston Martin, and don’t understand what a share subscriber would really be buying a piece of. They sell cars with Mercedes engines, but put their name on a Renault powered F1 car. OTOH, they campaign their own cars in the WEC.

This would be a fun engine to swap into something else. [<— because imagining you can build a better car than an HQ full of engineers and a factory full of skilled technicians is one of the few socially acceptable flights of conceit left to us.] 

“It really makes you wonder what, exactly, was General Motors doing with Opel all those years.”

As a sportbike rider, I have the requisite contempt for Harleys and their cliche riders: 1950s technology; fat men on Fat Boys; Rich Urban Bikers, etc. OTOH, as a snobby gearhead, I hold Morgans in some semblance of endearment for, among other things, their horse-cart chassis and suspension technology.

A food writer saying meatloaf is terrible is somewhat akin to an art critic claiming that canvas is horrible, or a theater critic claiming to hate plays. Meatloaf is a construct, a starting point, a convention upon which a creative cook can elaborate or vary. After all, pate is meatloaf, is it not? My meatloaf is…