food is some dope shit yall

Big, ripe and rich, this is a delicious wine. Its burst of red fruits gives an initial juiciness that is easily confirmed. It is all about sweet red berries, which are boosted by wood and dried fig flavors. Age for a year, but the wine is good to go now.

88/100

had this kinda spicy zinfandel today

also fries

wine was doper than the fries

ate some asian fusion chicken wings that were listed on the menu as "dope-ass wings"

made my way to the newly opened threes brewing in gowanus last night, super impressive! unreliable narrator is some seriously top notch east-coast style hop goodness, incredibly fresh with a great balance of bitter to sweet for a single ipa. also the voluntary exile was one of the best baltic porters i've tasted in quite a while, not overly malty and has a pleasant roastiness you usually don't find with that style

XD

gowanus? Goweenis more like

lol that was dope shit what can i say

unreliable narrator is some seriously top notch east-coast style backpack hip-hop goodness, incredibly fresh with a great balance of bitter to sweet for an anticon mc

i used to feel intimidated by openly craft beer enthusiastic people, but it was only because, secretly, i too was enthusiasic about craft beer

yes it was a fast and ugly transition but i am clearly p shameless now

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bone marrow, maple syrup, caviar

History

Surf and turf is often considered to symbolize middlebrow "Continental cuisine" of the 1960s and 1970s,[4] with (frozen) lobster and steak as ersatz status foodstuffs for the middle class.[5]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surf_and_turf#/media/File:Surf_and_turf_%281%29.JPG

The name has been reappropriated ironically by more recent chefs such as Thomas Keller.[6]

http://www.foodandwine.com/fwx/sites/production/files/fwx-surf-and-turf-burger.jpg

(not by thomas keller)

The last time I drove through Reno (in 2000), they still had Surf & Turf specials. I had a Douglas Coupland-esque nostalgic reaction.

"douglas coupland-esque" makes me nostalgic for the 90s

the microserfs audiobook was narrated by matthew perry and was sadly severely abridged to three hours, cutting, yes, all the random stream-of-consciousness stuff, but also compressing and eliminating characters like mad. it was the first time i had heard an abridgment of a book i knew well enough to notice, and i swore off them forever.

https://mobile.twitter.com/JonathanDeamer/status/520981619709329408

http://www.howtopronounce.com/french/siliconvalley/

The 2014 Silicon Valley BBQ Championships will be held at Santa Clara's Central Park located at 909 Kiely Blvd. Santa Clara, CA on Friday, June 27 and Saturday, June 28, 2014.

Parking is available for a $10 fee and admission is free. We will also have a secure bike watch area for you to store your bicycles. Sorry, No Pets Allowed; this includes but is not limited to dogs, cats, birds, reptiles or primates. Service animals are permissible.

that picture of me on fb as a baby with my parents was taken near there

http://i.imgur.com/N9te3mF.jpg

The 23-year-old's first tattoo was the word "soigné," the French culinary term roughly translated as "elegantly done," inked across her wrist shortly after she graduated from culinary school. It's part personal philosophy and part media-savviness: "I truly believe in the meaning of the word, but I got it in this specific place because I figured if my hand was ever photographed plating, it would look good in the photo."

that is quite the find

combination of at least fairly expensive (assuming it is legit) omega watch and tattoo that looks like it was drawn by a schoolchild makes that one but that village voice article goes further in confirming that chefs (especially those favouring high-end 'dirty food' sort of nonsense) are the most aesthetically bankrupt group imaginable

making split pea soup with pancetta atm

ate dope malbec beef empanadas last nite

John "Liver-Eating" Johnson (c.1824 – January 21, 1900) was a mountain man of the American Old West.

Johnson is said to have been born with the last name Garrison, in the area of the Hickory Tavern between Pattenburg and Little York, near the border of what is today Alexandria and Union Townships in Hunterdon County, NJ.[1][2] During the Mexican–American War he served aboard a fighting ship, having enlisted under a false age. After striking an officer, he deserted, changed his name to John Johnston,[3] and traveled west to try his hand at the gold diggings in Alder Gulch, Montana Territory. He also became a "woodhawk," supplying cord wood to steamboats. He was described as a large man, standing about six foot two inches in stocking feet and weighing in the area of 260 pounds with almost no body fat.[citation needed]

Rumors, legends, and campfire tales abound about Johnson. Perhaps chief among them is this one: In 1847, his wife, a member of the Flathead American Indian tribe, was killed by a young Crow brave and his fellow hunters, which prompted Johnson to embark on a vendetta against the tribe.[4] The legend says that he would cut out and eat the liver of each man killed.[4][dubious – discuss] This was an insult to Crow because the Crow believed the liver to be vital if one was to go on to the afterlife.[citation needed] This led to him being known as "Liver-Eating Johnson". The story of how he got his name was written down by a diarist at the time.[citation needed] There were three Johnsons,[citation needed] nicknames were commonplace, and with Johnson's show of eating the liver, he received his name.

One tale ascribed to Johnson[3][4] (while other sources ascribe it to Boone Helm[5]) was of being ambushed by a group of Blackfoot warriors in the dead of winter on a foray to sell whiskey to his Flathead kin, a trip that would have been over five hundred miles (805 kilometers). The Blackfoot planned to sell him to the Crow, his mortal enemies, for a handsome price.[vague] He was stripped to the waist, tied with leather thongs and put in a teepee with only one, very inexperienced guard. Johnson managed to break through the straps, then knocked out his young guard with a kick, took his knife and scalped him, then quickly cut off one of his legs.[dubious – discuss] He made his escape into the woods, surviving by eating the Blackfoot's leg, until he reached the cabin of Del Que, his trapping partner, a journey of about two hundred miles (322 Kilometers).

Bronze statue of Liver-Eating Johnson erected over his grave at Old Trail Town in Cody, Wyoming.
Eventually, Johnson made peace with the Crow,[4] who became "his brothers", and his personal vendetta against them finally ended after twenty-five years and scores of Crow warriors had fallen. The West, however, was still a very violent and territorial place, particularly during the Plains Indian Wars of the mid-19th century. Many more Indians of different tribes, especially but not limited to the Sioux and the Blackfoot, would know the wrath of "Dapiek Absaroka" Crow killer and his fellow mountain men.[citation needed]

The above information is based upon the yarns and tales told over and over through the years. The novel Mountain Man by Vardis Fisher is a good fiction source. The accurate story is told in the diaries of Lee and Kaiser who were on the Missouri River in 1868 when Johnston was given his moniker, after a rainy fight with the Sioux.[citation needed]

He joined the Union Army in St. Louis in 1864 (Company H, 2nd Colorado Cavalry) as a private, and was honorably discharged the following year. During the 1880s he was appointed deputy sheriff in Coulson, Montana, and a town marshal in Red Lodge, Montana. He was listed as five foot, eleven and three-quarter inches (1.82 meters) tall according to government records.[citation needed]

In his time, he was a sailor, scout, soldier, gold-seeker, hunter, trapper, whiskey-peddler, guide, deputy, constable, builder of log cabins, taking advantage of any source of income-producing labor he could find.[citation needed]

His final residence was in a veterans home in Santa Monica, California. He was there for exactly one month before dying on January 21, 1900.[citation needed] His body was buried in a Los Angeles veterans cemetery.[citation needed] However, after a six-month campaign led by 25 seventh grade students and their teacher, Johnson's body was relocated to Cody, Wyoming in June 1974.[6]

He made his escape into the woods, surviving by eating the Blackfoot's leg

(wd ref leo bloom but see that’s been much quoted on ilx)

Mr Putin was unmoved by the Saudi offer, though western pressure has escalated since then. “Our stance on Assad will never change. We believe that the Syrian regime is the best speaker on behalf of the Syrian people, and not those liver eaters,” he said, referring to footage showing a Jihadist rebel eating the heart and liver of a Syrian soldier.

thread delivers

foie now

slightly surprised how few people appear to use the pun 'ribena del duero' to throw shade on a wine that looks like and often tastes like alcoholic blackcurrant juice but pleased to see several of them are restaurant wine lists

http://www.ribena.co.uk/lets-do-it-club/baking/ribena-flavoured-ice-cream/

http://www.ribena.co.uk/lets-do-it-club/baking/ribena-flavoured-marshmallows/

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Ch. Paloumey 2005 Haut-Médoc, Cru Bourgeois Supérieur (classement 2003)

This reminds me very much of the "mathematics" in Jacques Lacan's "The subversion of the subject and the dialectic of desire in the Freudian unconscious": the seminal components of both (with even American oak being used in the wine) are horribly misused and the result is devoid of meaning. Post-modern drivel at its worst.

very unusual to have american oak (openly) being used in bordeaux

was it dope

can't take credit for those 2 cents, but sounds dope to me

for a second there I thought nakh genuinely thought you would have written "Post modern drivel at its worst."

:)

no i guessed she had bought the wine because it is not an uncommon one and offered nothing on the origin of that quote (=namely?)

Yeah I figured that out, hence "for a second there"! I am not the quickest

well now i don't know whether to feel insulted

http://forums.wineloverspage.com/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=16403

By what? (iantq)

nakh genuinely thought you would have written "Post modern drivel at its worst."