I was raised on “pop,” and even just typing that word now is like nails on a chalkboard to me.

Your mom is a narc.

Yeah...that sounds about right.

I’m 99% sure that is Tom Hank’s kid.

OMG, yum!

I live in a guest house with nice pans, but no stove. So I feel you.

Same. *weak high five*

I have a birthday coming up!

Great tip, thanks!

What is a butter pumpkin? Is it the same thing as a butternut squash?

I am making that tomorrow (with extra lime)!

It doesn’t have to be all the time, but you have to get it in there sometimes!

Thanks for ruining Japan for me. :(

Fascinating. I grew up on the border of “pop” and “soda,” and switched midstream. Truly fascinating.

My two favorite Gawker series overlapping.

This story makes me never want to leave my house again. I’m confident that any judge or jury in the country would’ve considered it justifiable homicide if you’d then chosen to leap across the counter and beat her head in.

My parents went to a Denver Bears game at Mile High on their first date, more than 35 years ago - he went to get hot dogs, and she picked up his scorecard and kept it going. When he came back and saw that, he said to himself, “I’m going to marry that woman.”

My dad dated a woman in the 80’s with a little cocaine problem, and she did a stint at the Betty Ford Center at the same time as Elizabeth Taylor. One day Elizabeth (she hated being called Liz, apparently) took her into her room, pulled a shoe box from under her bed and pulled out a replica of the Taylor-Burton…

Believing you’re spending all that money solely on the experience for other people, and not on a party YOU wanted to throw for YOURSELF is asshole behavior.