Not sure. For me, it’s just a prep thing (like deboning) so that once timer goes off dinner is ready and the mess is out of the way.
Not sure. For me, it’s just a prep thing (like deboning) so that once timer goes off dinner is ready and the mess is out of the way.
It might be an easy peel as well, but the pressure cooker really elevates it. The shell is semi-permeable so it’s really pushing some steam inside and making the cooked egg detach from the shell. On the other hand, I find there’s a bit of water inside the shell after this so it might impact storage. We never keep them…
I do all the things you mentioned above (great list), but the thing I love the most is making quick and delicious chicken taco meat. I take a package of chicken thighs, debone them (not necessary but it allows for prettier slicing later), remove the skin (steamed chicken skin isn’t my thing), then put them in the…
Denver’s a great city and Drew enjoys visiting. He’s just putting on the A-Game for the annual Player-Haters’ Ball NHL Edition. That said, all his critiques on the team and the city are valid. Still a great place to live, all the major cities have their own weird shit to deal with.
Fortunately Jeffrey Tambor’s character got lobotomized several seasons ago on Archer, and Walter’s Mallory is still kicking ass and taking names (and crushing rocks glasses).
Not a fan of Hendrick’s heavy cucumber flavor. I prefer citrus-dominant dry gins. It isn’t classy, but New Amsterdam is probably my favorite gin in the world and it’s $12 a fifth.
That’s some Tony Robbins shit right there.
Well, for better or worse he’ll be dead soon.
I’ve only skied at a handful of resorts (all in Colorado, which is why I ask), and all the different chair lifts I’ve been go counter-clockwise (i.e. ride up on the right side). This chairlift looks like when it’s not trying to murder people, it goes clockwise. Is that common in European and/or other countries?
The risk with raw flour is e. coli contamination.
Excellent John Prine song, but Bonnie Raitt made it her own. Saw her perform it in Telluride last summer and I won’t forget it!
Yep, I just have spent more time accidentally getting piss where it shouldn’t be than camping in snow.
That’s true, and I’m sure you just be extra careful: the only thing worse than sleeping in a cold wilderness is sleeping in a cold wilderness in a tent that’s wet and smells like piss.
I hate getting up in the middle of the night to traipse through the cold, but pissing into a bottle in a tent sounds like a horrible, high risk idea.
Back home, the locals occasionally make a dish called “tiger meat”, which is a really redneck, unsafe version of tartare. Raw store-bought ground beef (not talking Whole Foods here), mixed with chopped onions and spices, and left to sit in the frigerator for a day or two. Served on crackers. Haven’t died yet, but I…
HAH. I grew up in a tiny town of 500-some people in rural Kansas, and back before Redbox and streaming, the owner kept rental VHS and later rental DVDs. It was okay but nothing expansive, just the biggest movies out. I found out in junior high that he also kept a single *drawer* behind the checkout counter with the…
Exactly. If he wants to not finish the books, that sucks, but it’s his choice. He shouldn’t, however, bullshit about release dates or completion if he’s not actually making progress towards it. We as humans have other shit to worry about besides whether or not he’s actually going to (even try to) finish the books.
Much more likely they’re buying it black market or an older friend is going in to get it. ID’ing is rigorous and the penalties are much higher to the employee and business if they get caught selling alcohol or cigarettes to somebody underage.
My brother (he died from depression and PTSD last month) had the opposite tendencies; he abused alcohol specifically to numb pain but didn’t have cravings, but he was really drawn to Xanax and klonopin. I’m not 100% sure about which drug was the main contributor in his intentional overdose, but I think it was klonopin.
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Currently in Denver it’s 3 degrees and shitty out. 300 Days of Sunshine! my ass.