I’ll just leave this here…
I’ll just leave this here…
I mean, there certainly are a shit load of chickens around, but that’s a newer development.
Hua can also mean fruit, so it’s possible it means “chicken fruit.” I’m not sure that makes any more sense, though.
Here’s a video of a family tasting the banana and describing the flavor.
tl;dw: The flavor is similar to Cavendish. One person thought it was sweeter and had “more banana” flavor. One person didn’t feel that was the case. The texture was described as “thick and chewy,” and not as “fluffy” as the Cavendish. Overall they liked it.
And bananas are berries!
The Gros Michel isn’t extinct, just hard to find.
“Hua moa” is Hawaiian for “chicken egg.”
Donut car all day.
This is my airplane go to. Love it!
Came to say the same thing. Zeno’s paradoxes are fun. 😄
Spices have entered the chat.
There are dozens of us!
This is my favorite part of the book. I love how he’s all just, “Italy is winning the war.”
Not an answer to OP’s question, but I know in PHP there’s at least one error message that’s in Hebrew.
I’d say don’t type out anything you wouldn’t want to send, not even as a joke. On multiple occasions I’ve seen people type a text or email as a joke, and then accidentally send it instead of erase it.
By that same token, don’t send things you wouldn’t want others to see (or perhaps, be aware of unintended audiences). How often do we hear about nudes being shared? In another example, I once worked at a company that had too many bosses, and one of them shit talked me to my boss in an email. They replied back and forth a bit, and then my boss had a question for me about the project they were now discussing, so he forwarded me the entire email chain. I saw exactly what the other boss said about me, and there was no denying he was the one who said it. I immediately and permanently lost all respect for him.
I’m sure I have a screwdriver around here somewhere…
The first computer I remember using was my dad’s IBM PC-XT, but the first computer that was mine was an Apple IIe that my grandfather gave me when he upgraded his own.
I don’t remember how old I was, but probably around 9 or 10. I loved that thing, and I used it for all sorts of stuff. I played games, I made cards and banners with Print Shop Pro, I wrote stories and stuff. That thing was great.
Look, I know I’ll never be allowed in the gold card room, but if that’s what it takes to get robust public transit in the U.S., I’m good with it.
Colby
Please stop doing this. Food poisoning from rice can potentially kill you.
ETA: The recipe you suggested sounds crazy good, though.
A fellow future lizard!