Aries- You are funny, I enjoy you for this moment. I’m funnier, though.
Taurus- I am snorting but there’s no polite way to type that.
Gemini- Nothing. I LOL at everything.
Cancer- You think you’re funny but I ain’t laughing.
Leo- I need new friends because, wow, you…
My astrological sign is the alien holding a joint saying, “Take me to your dealer.”
People used to have to make their own butter. They would take heavy cream and churn it at home. The easiest way to do that was to fill a car’s gas tank with cream and then run the engine until the tank was empty. The cream would get pummeled by the pistons and gears and whatever else is in cars…
It’s so wild that pee won’t freeze. It’s just too hot. You can try it for yourself if you want. Pee in a bag and put it in the freezer. It’ll never freeze. Your roommate will ask you what it is and you’ll say, “It’s my pee. I peed in a bag and put it next to our food.”
I am only interested in pasta and things that make me feel as good as pasta does.
i dont talk about my life that much so heres an update: i am still cute and very cool
if you cant handle me at my worst then leave because i dont have a best im always awful
I just want to sit in a quiet, cool room and eat a snack with somebody I love and I want that somebody to be me.
Why is it that people are willing to spend $20 on a bowl of pasta with sauce that they might actually be able to replicate pretty faithfully at home, yet they balk at the notion of a white-table cloth Thai restaurant, or a tacos that cost more than $3 each? Even in a city as “cosmopolitan” as New York, restaurant openings like Tamarind Tribeca (Indian) and Lotus of Siam (Thai) always seem to elicit this knee-jerk reaction from some diners who have decided that certain countries produce food that belongs in the “cheap eats” category—and it’s not allowed out. (Side note: How often do magazine lists of “cheap eats” double as rundowns of outer-borough ethnic foods?)
Yelp, Chowhound, and other restaurant sites are littered with comments like, “$5 for dumplings?? I’ll go to Flushing, thanks!” or “When I was backpacking in India this dish cost like five cents, only an idiot would pay that much!” Yet you never see complaints about the prices at Western restaurants framed in these terms, because it’s ingrained in people’s heads that these foods are somehow “worth” more. If we’re talking foie gras or chateaubriand, fair enough. But be real: You know damn well that rigatoni sorrentino is no more expensive to produce than a plate of duck laab, so to decry a pricey version as a ripoff is disingenuous. This question of perceived value is becoming increasingly troublesome as more non-native (read: white) chefs take on “ethnic” cuisines, and suddenly it’s okay to charge $14 for shu mai because hey, the chef is ELEVATING the cuisine.
One of the entries from the list ‘20 Things Everyone Thinks About the Food World (But Nobody Will Say)’. (via crankyskirt)
GO THE FUCK OFFFF