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I think the cleanliness of the blade would be less relevant than the massive infection pouring from your pierced guts into the wound.
I think the cleanliness of the blade would be less relevant than the massive infection pouring from your pierced guts into the wound.
when “free water” counted as retail innovation
It depends on where you are. Public consumption laws are local.
Well that’s after the book was mistranslated through version after version.
Utah has an accurate translation that their prophet found by looking into his hat.
Over surprised guy.
Will build a creature
Double feature
“The Dark Beyond the Stars” by Frank Robinson might fit for you. It’s set on a generation ship that can’t find a good landing spot.
Engineers aren’t in charge of graft.
Sidetalking 2, electric boogaloo
It’s Digirono.
Spud Webb - 5’6", won the 1986 NBA dunk contest
Looks like tandoori chicken, but on a grill.
Close. You don’t add liquid and flour. You brown the meat, and render out fat. It’s vital to have a couple tablespoons of liquid fat in the pan. If you don’t get enough from the sausage, augment with a bit of butter or oil. Heat around medium.
Then sprinkle in flour, about equal in volume to the liquid fat, and stir. You gently fry the flour in the oil to cook off the raw flour flavor. It’ll go from white to about sand color. If your proportions are right it will look a bit like wet sand, and will smell like roasted nuts a bit.
Now slowly stir in cold milk while whisking gently to mix and prevent lumps. Scrape the bottom to deglaze any browned on flecks of meat. You want to heat it to just bubbling not to scorch the milk. It’ll thicken up.
Then grind a bunch of pepper in to finish it off, and pour over biscuits, fried taters, or whatever.
All gravy works this way, pretty much. Gravy for turkey? Replace the milk with poultry stock. Gravy for steak? Beef stock it is.
Bad Santa. It’s cynical and hilarious and still ends up weirdly heartwarming.
It’s not so much two infants irrationally arguing. Israel has owned some of this land for three generations. So the folks living there have passed it down as long as they’ve been alive. But another group owned it first, and the oldest among them remember the days before the occupiers came.
It’s like if the Cherokee decided to go full on guerrila warfare in the 1940s. Would they maybe have a point? How would it square with folks that had already been there for 80 years? It’s the settlers generational home now, too. Everyone has legitimate greivances. It’s not about settling tantrums, it’s about mediating between people that have legitimate but mutually exclusive claims.
She deserves nothing less for spelling it as “weening”.
You sound like a guy who knows which part of a warplane to reinforce.