Oh, god, YES. I can’t even click “Play” on the video because her performance here just GUTS me.
Oh, god, YES. I can’t even click “Play” on the video because her performance here just GUTS me.
That preview is...unsettling. Not, like, gonna give me nightmares (I’m looking at you, ghost-who-doesn’t-touch-the-ground-in-The-Haunting-of-Hill-House), but more...I think I can’t hear that song again without a feeling of existential dread crawling up my spine.
I don’t know if you wrote it intentionally, but good use of “tongue-in-cheek” re: Lenny Kravitz, as I’d 100% like to (consensually, of course) do that with him. I don’t even care which cheeks.
I’m with you on the Michael B. Jordan thing. Like, I understand why other people drool over him, and yes, his body is ASTOUNDING, but I’m just not seeing it in the face. I’m the same way with Channing Tatum and Joe Manganiello. Bodies, yes. Faces, no.
Good to know. :) I prefer the no-boil, as they tend to be the flat noodles and not the ruffled ones. I had used regular lasagna sheets before, but I prefer the texture with the no-boil. I’ll try that pre-soak you suggested, as I’m curious to know how it comes out in a pressure cooker. Worst case scenario, I have…
Is Christina Hendricks auditioning for the part of a sexy WWII pilot or the all-female remake of “Top Gun?” I do not understand that outfit at all.
I will happily take it off your hands. :)
Yep. I have the 6-quart, which I use for dinner parties, and the 3-quart, which I use for my 2-person household. And I use it ALL THE TIME.
I am a Not-Basic (I have a lot of tattoos and also have blue hair, so that counts, yes?), and I have not one, but two Instant Pots. The IP is the Great Equalizer: in all its pressurized glory, we, it’s children, are all the same and equally loved.
IP Lasagna!
Serious question: are you vegan? Because if you’re not, then why bother with this question? And if you are, what’s the point in posting this? There really is some really great vegan “meat” out there, and many vegans don’t eschew animal products because of the taste/texture/reminiscence. And, quite frankly, it’s none…
HERP DERP VEGANS AND THEIR NEED TO EAT AMIRITE
YEP. I’ll never understand it.
A few years back, I threw a bridal shower for one of my best friends. I should mention that we are all in our early 40s, so there was a distinct lack of penis crowns, screaming and strippers, and a heavy influence on brunch and finger foods and folded napkins. The wedding was a lovely DIY affair - they got married on…
((( <3 ))) This is a terrible club to be a member of, but it makes a difference knowing you’re not alone.
So, according to your narrative (which is bullshit, by the way), if you can’t include everyone all at once, you shouldn’t even try, right?
I want every one of these motherfuckers to suffer from incurable leaking anal fistulae.
I can’t believe I’m saying this, but in hindsight, she’s lucky to be alive. He absolutely could have murdered her, because this is the world we live in. Period.
I’m from Italy, and can attest to the pastine. I do it slightly differently, though: pastine in brodo or straciatella, which is pastine cooked in broth, not water (I use BTB No Chicken, as I’m veggie), but don’t drain it. At the last minute, whisk up a whole raw egg and dump it in - it will cook in the hot broth.
Fuck everyone involved in this.