More and more often, this site is yucking on peoples’ yums.

This could be Danny trying to be funny. It is hard to tell. Although his bio says he is a “comedian” there is a reason he is writing pieces for a food blog to pay rent (and the pandemic ain’t it).

Your bit about chef hats is completely off base and mis-informed, regardless of how many super cool “modern American” joints where the kitchen wears baseball caps and it closes in a year and half you’ve been to.

No tattoo is a good tattoo for a chef. They make them look dirty. Know at least on where the unofficial message has been, remove it or remove yourself.....

I know who Nelly is, so this might be evidence that BK is is out of touch.

In fairness, Ben Stein started out working in the Nixon administration - appearing in movies as a deadpan authority figure was a side hustle to his lifelong career as a conservative whackjob. 

Yeah, he really soured the milk there.

“Mike is leaving Sony to spend more time with his eight-figure severance package and his family.”

If you grew up in metro Detroit, you bet. That delightfully artificial taste becomes part of your soul. 

This analysis is okay, but if you want a cool deep-dive into the mysteries of Blue Moon ice cream (a Midwest perennial favorite), check out what Daniel Huffman’s work.

I’m sorry you’re stuck with floridians, i’m sure it’s a hellscape that no-one should have to traverse.

Better pre-peeled garlic than no garlic.

This is why I don’t like to put down too much money for nonstick pans. It would be like buying artisanal ice.

If you can’t swing full price *dont* buy from brand outlets — those are production seconds & alternate formulations. Buy past-season colors on clearance

They presented an image of wealth and aspirational-ness that is fun to hate.

Im over 50 and use a Keurig and drink more coffee than a alcoholic at a AA meeting maybe more than all the alcoholics at a AA meeting

Pretty sure I’d drink keurig over dunkin anyday.

Once upon a time outside of large cities (which is the majority of America) coffee was basically coffee. I remember seeing a Gloria Jean’s in the mall for the first time and wondering why my mom got all happy to fork over big bucks for a cup. 

FYI it’s Warren Buffett, not Buffet. 

At my parish, Our Lady the Queen of Spades, we never even took it out of the bag.