I seriously hate all of the cutesy ways people refer to stuff without saying it because not only is it just annoying, it bypasses block lists for people who actually don’t want those things on their timeline. It actually makes it *more* likely to reach someone who doesn’t want to see it.
Isn’t this our third summer this year? I’m pretty sure we had a second summer a month or so ago, but maybe we just had a week of early fall that tricked me.
I keep meaning to watch that series, but never could find it. Just did a search and found a high quality version on YouTube, so I guess I’m watching it now.
Reformed bad guys who now use their skills for good can play piano, but until you mentioned it I never really put together that they only have piano skills because they were evil. I can’t think of pure good guys who play.
I’m jealous of you getting to run, even though you had to be chorizo, even though you got smoked by hot dog.
Especially in situations where the person complaining won’t be eating the food they’re complaining about. I’ll let you dictate ingredients if you’re going to eat what I’m cooking for you, otherwise, your opinion doesn’t count.
The weird thing about “non-traditional” things is that for a dish to evolve, something’s got to change. I love eating with first and second generation immigrants who have changed up their old recipes because they’ve got access to new stuff.
I don’t like salmon, but every time I grill I throw some salmon on there, because my wife does. I don’t drink, but I frequently buy wine. I hate oysters, but I buy them when the place has a deal on them on Fridays, because why should my preferences mean that other people don’t get what they want?
Is that like people who say pineapple should never go on pizza? I’ve seen people who have said they broke up with their otherwise perfect partner because of how they liked their steak. Not because of how they cooked a steak for others, but how they preferred their steak for themselves. Madness.