You adjudicate

what you eat. WTF is with these blancmanges?

Onions

and genitals: Dear Cook's. . .

No nuts

like wingnuts.

I could have warned her

Rome when it sucks really sucks.

But force-feeding ducks

is cruel and must be stopped. Having grown up with chickens, I never get the allure of live poultry markets. Especially now.

A scalpel

when a shrink would help. Met a plastic surgeon recently who said one business holding steady lately is carving away folds left from bariatric surgery on patients still fucked up from overeating.

Where to even begin

with this now that it's finally broken through into "real" media? How many others were on the same trips and "reporting" for other holier-than-thou outlets? And this whole look-the-other-way approach to freelancers never fails to amaze me.

Not fud, just sharp

Mr. Five Deferments/I Had Other Priorities will never listen, of course.

Hard to argue

until you wonder why diet sodas will be exempt. They ain't exactly health drinks. 

Worth

the virtual voyage.

Iraq

in flavor fragments.

And they wonder

why everyone has lost faith in newspapers? How revealing is this lede?

Play those old-time

menus.

Ethics

schmethics.

Buffalo sees the green light

Drive around downtown and it's hard to see how chickens would be any worse. 

(Thanks to Astrology Mundo) 

Not fud, just funny

A "voracious reader" upchucks for big bucks.

Not fud, just good

Singing on the Titanic.

Even Colbert has his limits

He talks dog food but knows cat food has to be more palatable.

$2 million for pediatric cancer research

a cookie at a time.

I hate tabbouleh

but virtual is not bad.

If they put non-Kraft mustard

in the MREs, would these braying idiots STFU and enlist already? (Hate to push up the traffic, but they don't seem to get that people will always come to gawk at freaks and pinheads.)

In praise

of meat drippings. 

Pretzels

and Dijon mustard. But what's with the butter in the deviled eggs?

Making McGee

look like McGoo.

One

solution to everything. 

Grownups

are back in charge. Even with cheese. Of course, it's an elitist cheese. 

As the terror subsides

reality bites.

Escalating

the idiocy. I had no idea free choice stopped at the burger counter.

Not fud, just weirdly good

Cracker Barrel should remake it.

Not fud, just weirdly good

Mr. Fish will not drink the Kool-Aid.

Spreading

like pig shit.

Not fud, just perspective

From here to here.

Via.

It's National Celebrate Brits Day

First they ban a frothing lunatic, then they come up with this antidote to the BS. 

(Gleaned from the voracious EatMeDaily)

Fresh idea:

Panzone.

Not fud, but pretty entertaining

and well worth clicking through for the audio. 

Real Americans

don't eat Dijon mustard, of course. 

Where do pigs go

to get their reputation back? (Collective reputation, in case that looks like a grammar problem.)

Feeling

bad about her dreck.

True

love.

Nothing better

than a bad review.

Grazie, Zibibbo.

Not fud, just uplifting

Even though it is an ad.

Not fud, unless you count

nut sacks on this glorious anniversary, six years after war was over. 

Cat food

would be different, I'm sure.