That was awesome.

I like her recipes, but I thought it was shitty when she couldn’t make time for the cancer kid whose wish was to spend some time cooking with her. Can’t quite look at her the same now. :(

Joining the chorus. You don’t owe us anything, but you’ve given me too much to let you go without at least me saying a heartfelt “Thank you!”. BCO has, oddly enough, saved my sanity on more than one occasion and if the rumors are true, your brand of snark and compassion will be missed. I hope I get to keep reading…

Hot take:

Someone wrote that I needed to learn some manors.

Intensive purposes drives me up a GD wall(ah). It’s even taken over fiction. LIKE NO. NO. Just fucking NO.

Oh sweet jesus. That last bit might have scarred me forever.

This straight up is the best descriptor! Thank you for putting into words what I have been attempting to convey for years!

It’s a vinaigrette. [eye roll]

It feels funny to star you for something horrible, without acknowledging you or your story. I believe you and stand with you. You aren’t alone.

A random apostrophe or two would have really set it off. Like D’Ekla’n. Or De’k-z’lan. (the Z being silent of course).

Imma leave this here

Thank you for making my heart grow three sizes today.

Came looking forward to this. Was not disappointed.

I was legit upset that he said hi to my name the other day.

I would pay good money to watch Rachel Madoow eat this turkey’s liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.

I’m doing two bottles of cheap cheap cheap ‘champagne’. I keep it classy like that.

Well done.

You and me both. I don’t step in cat vomit on the regular, and it’s freaking me the fuck out.

I used to work next to a lake with a bunch of ducks. I thought they were cute until I saw them mate. MY GOD. I’m talking straight up grab the female by the neck, hold her head under water horror show. Brutal. Not so enamored with “cute” ducks anymore.