Endless Possibilities
The great political divide – Guardian-style:
Yes, an “always Labour” politics teacher clashes with a GP who votes “Labour every general election.” No crockery was thrown, you’ll be astounded to hear. To spare you the unbearable suspense, both dislike Mr Trump. That’s pretty much it. Both ordered cocktails and had “a really positive experience” chatting to the other. Or, in effect, to themselves.
Really getting to the bottom of things.
Previously in the world of vastly different people with vastly different views:
The Guardian series Dining Across The Divide, in which supposedly contrasting characters thrash out their differences, should any materialise at some point, is credited to Zoe Williams, whose mouthings have proved so inadvertently entertaining to regulars of this parish.
Consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
I can get this shabby treatment at home, you know.
Many of the supporting cast have headlined Stratford productions, although that’s not as impressive a cachet as it once was.
The only domestic violence shelter for men in all of Canada was driven out of business, and the operator to bankruptcy and eventually su*c*de, by the Canadian women’s shelter network. They weren’t even protecting their iron rice bowls, because the shelter in question was funded entirely by private donations. They simply couldn’t allow it to exist. And the gloating when his su*c*de was reported approached the vehemence of the response to the Kirk *ss*ssin*tion, if not the breadth (obviously).
So I’m with Mr. Oger on this one. Something something DARVO something.
Helen Watson’s article has been ripping up the Internet. Despite saying nothing new – Christina Hoff Summers, Suzanne Venker, and Paul Elam have been saying the same things for twenty years – it’s timely, and the reaction has all the hallmarks of a preference cascade.
Marmite doesn’t scandalise but it does perplex.
Indeed, no different than wondering about cultures that eat insects, pangolins, dogs, and other generally inedible stuff.
OTOH, it was the inspiration for the Quatermass sludge.
As I’m sure I’ve said before, the good aspects of The Expanse were very good. Overall, I enjoyed the series and it’s a shame they could only conclude the, as it were, local storyline. But it’s a bit of a problem when your two principal characters, or the nearest thing to them, are the least interesting aspects of the drama.
Stephanie, nice work. Now I’m wondering what place of honor that photo will have in their home?
Sort of, The Adventures of Wesley Crusher.
[ Awaits indignation regarding inclusion of Marmite. ]
I am intrigued. I’ve a chuck roast going in the crock pot, and I realize I forgot to add a dash or two of worcestershire sauce to it, dangit. But now I wonder if adding a bit of marmite to the pot would enrich the flavor. They do sell it in the international section of the more expensive supermarket… (I can get Hob Nobs and Marmite, but not Tim Tams and Vegemite).
I guess it could be used in similar fashion as a dash of soy sauce, but different flavor profile? I’ve experimented with a dollop of oyster sauce added to ramen, but that’s as far as I have gone. Not sure I want to eat it as a savory sandwich spread, but as flavor builder in a crock pot concoction – heck yeah.
Stephanie, nice work. Now I’m wondering what place of honor that photo will have in their home?
Thank you! I think it needs to be in the guest room. Especially if a mother-in-law is visiting.
Used sparingly, it just gives the potato skins a hint of umami. I also add a teaspoon to cauldrons of chicken and vegetable stew.
If you can find it, try Henderson’s Relish. Similar, but better, I think
I saw Umami lose to Louisville at the Hard Rock…