I'm mostly thinking about savory dishes, lime bars, key lime pie and cheesecakes and stuff are great, but do you know of any savory dishes, vegetable based or meat based that are really limey?
Edit: Wow, this blew up real good! Thanks for the laughs and all the suggestions of good cooking channels/shows. Binging with Babish is my current fav but I will check out all of these suggestions as I can. Thanks for the awards kind strangers!
They do, they're the worst freaking dessert/sweet ever, just start eating raw sugar if you like them that much.
And don't even get me started on the burnt ones at the fire pit, dear god, or damn s'mores, what an awful way to ruin perfectly good chocolate.
I see a bunch of times posts where people brag about their perfectly good "toasted" marshmallow, jesus fuck that shit is burnt and tastes like straight up coal.
Edit: So I noticed people getting butthurt are mostly from the US so I'm sorry for generalizing friends from the rest of the world with healthy taste buds.
And I remembered the atrocious crap that you guys make for thanksgiving involving sweet potato and covered in marshmallows...god, 70's recipes should stay in the 70s.
The following applies to creative works of any genre: music, literature, film, etc. Most of my examples will be about literature.
To me, a creative work is good to the extent that it is enjoyable and/or to experience or think about.
I often hear arguments of the form: "You may like it, but it is objectively poor quality." Such arguments are stupid and misguided.
Sometimes the argument is intricate ("this work lacks character development and themes"). At other times the argument is completely ridiculous and arbitrary ("H. P. Lovecraft is bad because he uses too many adjectives", "fantasy fiction that spends much time on on worldbuilding is bad because worldbuilding does not count towards literary merit").
Today I am not interested in arguing whether judging creative works as objectively good or bad is meaningful at all or not. But I will claim this: Even if we assume that it is meaningful to judge creative works as objectively good or bad, I have no reason to care about it.
For me as a consumer, the only thing that needs to matter is whether something is enjoyable or thought-provoking to me.
For me as a creator, the only thing that needs to matter is whether I like my own work and whether it will sell. (I may choose to care about other things, such as whether my work will be remembered after my death, but it is completely up to me whether that matters to me or not.)
Whether the intelligentsia judge my works and the works I like as good or bad is completely immaterial outside their ivory towers. It does not matter, and no one needs to care.
The only exception to this is when a work deliberately or accidentally sends a political message that has real-world consequences. If for example a work perpetuates racism or harmful misconceptions, that is an objective flaw that is worth caring about. Similarly, if a work spreads a message that genuinely helps people, that is an objective virtue that is worth worth caring about.
But things like adjectives worldbuilding and fictional character development are completely dependent on personal taste.
EDIT: One thing that keeps coming up in replies is the claim that in order to analyse, reason about or talk about creative works, one must use the concept of objective goodness. That is not true. I can pick apart a creative work and analyse which things I like and dislike about it. This can be a combination of subjective and objective properties. I don't need to appeal to the notion of "objective go... keep reading on reddit ➡
I believe I’m doing everything properly, I shape them into balls and press them down on a pan, not smash burgers though I just feel like they have a more even shape and usually are sized better, and I season them with salt ,pepper, garlic powder (I cook them in either cast iron or stainless steel) baste them with garlic thyme butter add cheese cover the pan so it can melt then I take it out and let it rest but for some reason it just doesn’t taste like the ones I get from a restaurant that taste so good, what am I doing wrong or can do better?
No matter what pasta it is it tastes horrible, macaroni, spaghetti, ravioli, rigatoni, you name it I dislike it. Everything from the way it squishes in your mouth to the way it is limp and tasteless it is utterly horrid. I hate how it flips and flops around. It’s utterly revolting. These are just my tastes however feel free to bash me for all it’s worth, this isn’t anything against anyone who enjoys pasta just my tastes. Good night everyone
Edit: seems the general conclusion is I am a terrible cook and should try cooking it better before making this opinion. I’m taking your advice and will edit this again whenever I next have pasta.
I was walking somewhere near University Point when I ran into Quinn. I asked him some questions, he kept blabbering on about some bullcrap, and then, he hit me with the question:
"It's super simple. You give me 110 caps right now, and I give you this charge card. So what do you say? Want one?"
I was intrigued. Skeptical, but intrigued. I said to myself, "It's just 110 caps, not a big deal." So I buy it from him, and he has the nerve to say this under his breath:
That's when I knew he had to die. I loaded up my Junk Jet with his card and did a sneak attack critical to the dome. BOOM! Eyeballs flying everywhere, and you know the best part? I picked that stinkin' card back up and gave it Brooks for a sweet 100 caps.
I am one of the thousands of people who are quarantining because I was exposed. My roommate has tested positive and I am completely asymptomatic. I decided it was best to quarantine in my room on the off chance I am magically haven’t caught it from my roommate.So for now I am watching for any signs or symptoms but I have not exhibited any.
Today I decided I wanted some tea. So I walked to the kitchen, boiled some water,and poured it into my Hydro flask so I didn’t have to go out to the kitchen as often to get hot water. For those of you who don’t know a Hydro flask is a very insulated water bottle for hot drinks. I threw some tea bags into it and went back to my room. I placed it next to my bed and watched Netflix but I fell asleep for a few hours. When I woke up I grabbed the Hydro flask and took a big gulp. This was my fuck up. I effectively burned my entire mouth. Set now I am trying to eat dinner but I can’t taste anything, not because of Covid but because I’m a fucking idiot.
TL;DR: I’m quarantining and watching for symptoms. I made tea and put it in my hydro flask and when I woke up from a nap it was still boiling hot and I burned my entire mouth. Now I can’t taste because I’m stupid.
Update: I just want to say thank you for the comments because it makes me feel less lonely while I sit in my room with a sandpapery tongue (perfect description from a fellow redditor)
People debate over whether it's real or a grasp at staying relevant:
what's always funny to me about these obama lists every single year is how blatant and cynical the ploy is, and how it works anyway. like, he very obviously puts these things out as a way to extend his fading reputation as the "cool president" for as long as possible despite his open contempt for young people and any genuine righteous movement. i thought maybe all those hilarious quotes from his book, him constantly scolding people for wanting to accomplish anything, or him basically singlehandedly killing the nba strike and the bernie campaign would've finally been the killing blow for Cool Obama but it always seems to be erased when he gets some unpaid intern to write down the last 50 songs that played on npr and say its his taste. its a genius move, i gotta hand it to him
[The moment I knew I grew up was when I genuinely started to realize his “cool dad” image is really an image. Just sharing this here because it’s fascinating to see how this sentiment i... keep reading on reddit ➡
Edit: wow some great bean discourse in the comments! I’m going to point out two valid qualifications to this post people bring up.
I had a terrible sleep last night, rushed to work, forgot to pack my lunch, 10 minutes late, papercut myself on the parking ticket somehow ... and then something remarkable happened.
For maybe the first time in my life (besides when on MDMA/Coke) I found myself with no social anxiety whatsoever.
That sinking feeling in your stomach, the reservation and the racing negative thoughts...they were MIA.
I immediately had a hard conversation with my manager that I'd been putting off like it was nothing.
I was spitting out Oscar Wilde level witticisms without even trying to...It just came naturally.
I struck up random conversations with people around the shopping centre.
I asked a cute girl working a few shops down for her number (alas she has a bf apparently)
I answered my phone the second it rang (that's the most impressive thing in hindsight)
I feel like if the store was held up I honestly would've waltzed over and persuaded the robbers to drop their weapons and buy a pair of shoes.
It was like I unlocked a super power. Maybe it's called hypomania... who cares tbh.
Obviously I'll wake up tomorrow feeling like shit, that seems to be how it goes, but I'm still celebrating this anomaly.
I'm hopeful that I can tap into this mindstate again... I would give anything to be able to enter this state at will.
Of course even if you're feeling shit, you still need to force yourself to socialise. That's the only antidote.