Then you are, of course, allowed to complain.
Then you are, of course, allowed to complain.
Fuck the Olympics and fuck the American Nazis.
You’ll find out! And the beauty of weight is it never changes so when you figure out that it’s somewhere north of 100g you’ll never make too much again.
It is.
It’s about oil and natural gas, everything else is spin and propaganda.
Exactly right, and weighing isn’t volume dependant, so you can weigh macaroni and spaghetti with the same tool and always get the same mass of pasta. It’s just the superior measurement for kitchens.
And flattery, as they say, will get you everywhere.
They throw their young generations into the meat grinder just to control resources. Putin couldn’t find a way to pivot to new domestic products so now people get to die.
Fight war, not wars.
It would be an honour, professor.
Pro tip: weigh your pasta and you’ll never make too much again.
I am but a lone Canadian, but I’ll not buy a single American product, especially not from red states, until Tangerine Palpatine leaves office or dies, whichever happens first. We make fucking fantastic whiskey right here in Quebec.
My thoughts exactly
Fucking beg, fascist bitch.
And this ballsack scab is still someone you refer to as “friend”?
Brother, we have all of those ingredients everywhere. We have a little British store run by expats who could get whatever packaged crumpet you use. Shit, I can make a batch of crumpets in about 15 minutes.
It’s not like a crazy recipe that needs balanced flavors to be done right. Like I’ve never had a good poutine outside of Quebec. It’s always sad beige gravy with the wrong seasonings or mozzarella or frozen fries or all of the above. It is never right.
What we can also talk about is local places making local dishes but they do it wrong and cheap or “good enough” and people come from abroad and try the dishes and think they’re mid because they went to the wrong place.
TL;DR: I love poutine.
/Rant
I’m playing a mobile game that’s pretty much exactly like that first part.
So double consonant rule, that’s pronounced like dimmer but with a ‘b’, right?
This person’s grasp of physics is like halfway there. Like one more module and they’d calm the fuck down.