NicolaHaskell

Hawaiian pizza was invented by a Greek man running an Italian pizzeria in Toronto inspired by the sweet and sour flavors of Chinese cuisine

If you can afford to pay cash then take the loan and invest the cash elsewhere, and if you can beat the interest on the loan then come back to write better financial advice than this. And even if you can't you'd at least have done something interesting.

Devastation shocks the brain full of thoughts and feelings, navigating around the rocks takes courage

They're not both right. Vile rhetoric sews division. Calling it out and appealing to humanity are acts of strength that bind us together.

The responses to this on the other post were the same, punitive and wrathful with no space left for critical thinking.

How many people shop online then consume media showing the impacts of climate change or reports of warehouse working conditions within the delivery window? How many "fuck cars" users also subscribe to gentle parenting content? How many were raised in Christian homes and currently hold negative views on religion generally?

I roast seasoned chickpeas for snacking like that. I'll top pan fried chickpeas with leftover rice and carrot then let those steam up with the lid on. It helps contain popping beans too lol

Those sweet potatoes are close to Grandma Appalachia's traditional preparation that she got from a recipe her Irish aunt tore out of a magazine back in the 70s, but hers included a hoppy beer to balance the hot sauce

I'm not blaming, I don't think the reporting is horny either. The concept is fascinating, if anything I'm horny for more of a middle ground between fluff and the original paper.

What's the "intimate detail"? The novelty I got here was the revelation of three instead of two proteins involved in this binding site. Is that "the" binding between the egg and sperm or is it a secondary/support linkage?

Squeamish

At first I saw something silhouetted on a card table. Then Action entered the story and I had to choose an adventure after being asked what happened.

I figured how it rolls might depend on who pushed it, and I already knew that. Kevin. Why he did it was less clear. Muscle memory placed us at a table in the canteen. Sitting across from him on any ordinary day, some rolled up piece of napkin or a wad of garbage paper might present itself as a projectile to reach him across the plates and glass between us.

Tonight we were in my kitchen, together there for the first time. I'd moved the table into the corner with both leaves open to make extra space for snacks for the party. We pushed the pretzels and empties aside and sat facing each other off the edge of the table, knees nearly interlocked.

My chin was on my hand and my heart was on the ceiling. We were laughing about something when I noticed the toy baseball on the table. The stairs creaked and the sound of background chatter crept in like a breeze that chilled my spine. He flicked the ball, and it rolled fast off the edge then fell to the floor with a flat thud.

The phone on the wall behind him rang, and I clicked to review the test questions.

Sure, Eli Whitney.

How about the machines automate the complicated jobs to make as many menial jobs for me as possible? Computers these days are all lazy. They could optimize scheduling so the neighbors and I all get time together and time apart for a hundred hours of kicking dirt down at the office each year, instead they hang around doing vapes and abstract paintings of hands.