Which of five wonderful rosés would be best for “listening to D-I-V-O-R-C-E by Tammy Wynette and feeling accomplished”? The answer to this question and so many more lie within this post.
Beltane is the old Gaelic festival that heralds the beginning of Spring, a “thank fuck the ice is going to stop!” all-night party.
Eat all the citrus and fight off all your colds this winter!!
Carol Blackout 2K17
Popsicles will save the world!
S’mores recipes for when you want to be covered in chocolate and marshmallow goo, but don’t necessarily have a fire at your disposal.
30+ queers gathered in a room to eat cheese curds and drink box wine. Now I will share the knowledge we obtained with you, because we’re a community and that’s how it works.
Did you know it was British sandwich week last week?
You can brew them in a cauldron or not; up to you.
“It’s fine, because everything is.”
Sometimes chopping just isn’t an option. Maybe like me this week you can’t use your dominant hand. Maybe you’re sick or just really tired and don’t have it in you to stand in the kitchen for long enough to do all of the things.
There is something about someone sitting across from you in dead silence without giving you the encouragement of a “right” or “mm-hmm” that makes people’s brain scramble for more words, and just like in the essay portion of a test, the more you talk the more apparent it becomes that you have no idea what you’re even saying.
It’s no secret that trans women love pickles. It’s science you guys. Our hormones make it so we don’t absorb sodium as well as other people, at least I think that’s true. That’s what I tell my friends, anyway.
“Once in college I ate popcorn for seven straight meals. That’s over two days of nothing but popcorn.”
I’m not crying because I’m cutting onions. I’m crying because I’m thinking about how beautiful onions are.
Put some Cheetos in a bag and smash them with a hammer. Stomp them with your combat boots. Run them over with your car. Engage in some mindful meditation and journal about how you’re feeling now.
After a long day of existing, nothing makes me feel better than a warm oversized bowl of warm noods. Maybe you feel the same? Well have I got a list for you.
From jelly “the colour of sadness” to giant cakes and turtle soup, I’ve got a menu you’ll probably want to replicate at home while your cat screams into a pillow.
Chocolate Mousse tastes WAY better without sedatives.