Bless you. Someone needs to do it, or it doesn’t happen.
06.03.2026 22:55
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Bless you. Someone needs to do it, or it doesn’t happen.
A sludgy grey Berlin street, crowded with cars and leafless trees, there is a damp blanket of snow on the front-most car. In the background, hanging from scaffolding is a large banner from a construction firm in charge, whose largest letters spell out AGH.
The collective sentiment in Berlin right now.
We are in the SECOND HALF of FEBRUARY, for gods sake.
The lady at the Kasse also didn’t bat an eye, so I know I’m not the only one taking those off cuts. But y’all, these greens are so good, especially as a side for the gratin potatoes. Why the heck are people throwing this stuff out?
Dinner was A-tier, both for individual dishes and for the pairing.
… through a box of other people’s discards and got enough for four heaping servings of smothered greens. I wonder if they think that I’m using it to feed my guinea pigs, or they just don’t think about it?
(The kohlrabi is sold by the piece, not by weight, so it’s not like it affects the price for the consumer.) I was like, wait, those leaves are totally edible? and so I asked the produce guy how much they cost and he was like, “gar nichts” (nothing at all) so I just spent a few minutes rummaging…
A big bowl full of raw long stem greens on a kitchen table
A white plate with braised (or “smothered”) greens on the left side and a heap serving of au gratin potatoes on the right side
1 1/2 days between tours, and thankfully one of those days is grocery day. At the store with UK Muse, I saw as usual a big box underneath the place where the kohlrabi, filling up with the green leaves that no one wants to take.
This place is admirably stepping up to the spot that Twitter used to fill in my social media use patterns. After major events, it is so full of reportage almost immediately that I don’t have to dig very far to find out what happened while I was doing a show.
Furthermore, ICE must be destroyed.
Sleepy-eyed white lady taking a selfie on an airport shuttle bus, with orange mask, spiky pastel pink hair, glasses, and yellow t-shirt.
Seeing a gentle uptick of masks out in the wild, in Berlin and traveling in Europe, and at the slams. Not as many as should be, but I love to see it when it’s there.
Wait, do you share recipes or is this just showing off? :)
Will do! :) for this month, since there’s not much water bath-able produce going in Germany, I am looking at some citrus curds and then seeing what is up for a bread and butter pickle treatment aside from cucumbers.
I just committed to doing something each day related to canning, even if that’s sorting out jars. PS yes, piccalilli is so dang BRIGHT and PUNGENT. My British partner loves it though.
Happy Canuary!
Biblically accurate holiday star lights.
Good, keep it up. There is no basic duty, nor any such thing as a public artist. I’ll choose my venues according to the values I strive toward, which sure as shit aren’t held by that vile regime.
Make sure to tell friends and get your tickets in advance, this is our big end of year splash out, pre-slam popup market, post-slam karaoke, and it’s going to be a great party!
Dec 15, that is correct!
We will have a total restock for slams in CPH (dec9) and BER (dec 16), including the return of nerdfucker and two new designs!
You are going to feel so much better after you start and get used to it!
Is this available anywhere as a small-scale print or postcard? Or sticker? IT’S GREAT.
Okay, but that pooping peasant in the nativity scenes, what the heck is with y’all and festive pooping?
Lefties need to stop using “fat” as a metaphor for corrupt or greedy. Stop borrowing the master’s tools.
Next time make bread pudding or french toast! 😋
Staying up all night at Riga Airport so I can catch an early bus back to Vilnius because the flight was diverted because smuggling balloons with cigarettes coming from Belorus triggered closure of the Vilnius airport airspace, Ask Me Anything except wtf decade am I in.
Who robbed the Louvre? Right answers only.
The grandma from Duolingo suspended in the middle of a web of laser beams, mission impossible style
‘Tis the season to wash dishes to warm my hands until the landlord fixes the dang central heating.
Now that I am safely and on time at the airport, I can let myself feel the shakes of having missed my first wake-up alarm and getting up and out the door in 12 minutes. Onward to Vienna!
Today was my last deep-dive day of cooking for the next couple of months at least. Came out the other side with enough leftovers and cookies that I don’t have to buy terrible train station sandwiches for my trip to CPH tomorrow. Success! (PS smut slam there on Tues, tell your people!)
