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I have a coworker who loves talking about food made up to look and taste like 'real' meat. My question to her is why?
She said she likes the taste of meat but dislikes that it sacrificed an animal to have a meal and the horrible conditions of food processing.
So wouldn't it work if you squeezed something from a tube and fried it up?
Her answer was definitely not. It has to resemble real food.

On my way to visit an old friend who had surgery and cannot leave his apartment for a few days, I asked if he needed/wanted anything. His reply was to get him a hamburger. I stopped at Wendy's and for me, I got a thick shake. They gave me a paper straw. Ugg... the last time I had a paper straw was the cafe in the health food restaurant. It failed.

So While I was sucking air... knowing these things don't work well with frozen drinks. I waited until I left my friends apartment and started back on the shake that was already melted. By then, the straw was wilted and failed.

I understand their concern with saving the planet from plastic waste and recycling... but plastic straws should be mandatory with thick shakes.

That's my thought on the subject.

SOUTH BURLINGTON, VT—Ben & Jerry's has long been known for the ice cream company's political activism, introducing flavors that support many progressive causes.


The company has done it again with its exciting new Antifa-inspired flavors, the sale of which benefits the anti-fascist organization that bravely stops fascism by force and silencing those they disagree with.

The new flavors include Vegan Coconut Milkshake with Real Concrete Mix, Blood of the People You Disagree With, and Antifa Protester B.O. All the flavors are made with real ingredients, whether that's blood harvested from people that Antifa threw a brick at or actual sweat from Antifa rioters.

"Delicious!" said one Antifa taste-tester in Portland before throwing his half-finished Vegan Coconut Concrete ice cream at a conservative reporter standing nearby. "It's great to know I'm supporting a wonderful cause like fighting Nazis with my ice cream purchases. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to find undesirables and utilize violence against them."

At your local Ben & Jerry's ice cream shop, you can even get your Antifa ice cream customized with great new toppings like Molotov cocktail drizzle, real bread crumbs from a Soviet breadline, and bits of dog meat from Venezuela.

Typically, I buy low-fat Greek style yogurt and changed my mind to see what whole milk yogurt was like...
Awesome !!

This time of year, overwhelmed by veggies in garden. Table out front for walkers by to take some. Kale, Zucchini, raddishes, lettuce....still early for tomats.

“Not since Adam has any human known such solitude as Mike Collins.”

July 20, 1969. As 500,000 million people watched from the Earth and two others were about to take the first steps on the moon, Michael Collins was all alone.

As the Command Module Pilot of Apollo 11, Collins orbited above the lunar surface when Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin walked into the history books and the collective memory of our nation’s Trivial Pursuit enthusiasts.

Do a search for “Michael Collins” and you’ll find articles that use phrases like “Forgotten Astronaut,” “The Other Astronaut,” and similar slights.

Fortunately, we found one amateur mixologist who is attempting to immortalize Collins in cocktail form with a play on a traditional Tom Collins. For your drinking pleasure, we present:

The Forgotten Astronaut Cocktail
2 oz London dry gin
1 oz fresh squeezed lemon juice
1/4 oz Demerara syrup
And a bar spoon of tart cherry jelly
Shake. Pour over ice in a Collins glass top off with seltzer.

Cheers to you, Michael Collins.

Thanks to Max Reid for the out-of-this-world cocktail.

I can (usually) resist cookies and donuts, but the other night in the grocery store they had Biscotti on sale... 2fer1. This style is heavy double baked unlike others that are soft and spongy.
Almond & Vanilla. I'm up to one a day... okay, two a day and see my supply dwindling. I might not make it through the week.

I posted a "blog" and an accompanying video that I considered to be harmless. I suggested that it was something offensive and of a pornographic nature and because the link didn't have a thumbnail, it was really up to the reader to click on it or not.

It was nothing more than a music video, and an old joke really. Most got it and played along in comments. I posted a response in comments that suggested that the blog would probably be deleted because it was so offensive...and *poof*.

Now I'm left wondering if I broke an obscure blog rule or if CS Punk'd me--or if I've "literally" dipped my toe into some kind of supernatural wishing well?


Anyway, and since it's possible that by suggesting that the blog would be deleted that I forged my own destiny, I'm now suggesting that my c*ck will double in size, Warren Buffet will include me in his will, and Jennifer Aniston will remove the restraining order.

Wish me luck!

It was raining Saturday morning and my plans to get to Miami were delayed. On the way down we stopped in Hollywood to run an important errand and ate lunch at a sandwich shop before heading to Miami. The tuna sub was awful...

After a few hours of painting, I suggested visiting the local buffet for the take out for dinner. We continued painting (I was patching holes and cracks with plaster ahead of the paint) but I needed some trim moulding and went to Home Depot for more supplies before they closed.

By the time I returned it was after 9pm, my hands and feet were swollen... obviously something in the food I ate. All you can eat buffets are notorious for lacing food with salt MSG.

The sun is out, I'm charging batteries and plan to catch a few model helicopter flights before getting back into the painting mode.

I got up early, looked in the mirror and see my face is swollen... kinda like Alec Baldwin.
If it's not better when I get back, I'll have to take some hydrochlorothiazide.

Do you like painting your fingernails?