“Extortion” sounds more dramatic in English. Probably partly because it’s a word everybody knows.

The English idiom “to blow hot and cold”

Can’t say that I have ever heard this particular idiom, but I enjoyed reading the story of the satyr and the traveler. I agree with Voltaire.

It’s great for medical research.

It’s so refreshing to encounter someone correctly using the word “fewer”. The word seems to be dying off pretty rapidly in favor of “less”.

Huh, I hadn’t known that people eat snail eggs. Wonder how they taste.

The worst is when you realize you’re still asleep and you desperately try to wake up…over and over again.

$25 for two meals is kinda meh, it seems good relative to everything else now but you can make a weeks worth of food with $20 and the right veggies, noodles, and a protein.

If you discount or coupon shop you can get even better.

This isn’t very helpful when someone gets home unexpectedly late and is exhausted and hungry. $25 is a pretty good price these days for two meals delivered to your door. How many meals you could get out of that $25 if you had the time and energy to cook isn’t really relevant.

Humanism is a religion.

It means anyone approached by a member of ICE who’s wearing gloves should fight like hell before they can be touched.

Don’t forget the electric shock torture gloves that ICE recently ordered.

Oh jesus christ, can’t we just be done with it at this point.

Nah, not that hard yourself at home. Difficult? Sort of, yeah. More painstaking than difficult. You need slightly frozen beef, patience, and a sharp knife. Nice if you can get someone to shave it for you, though. If you live somewhere that sells hot pot beef, that’s a close enough alternative as well.

I prefer to cook the beef, put the cheese on top, splash a touch of water around it, put the bread on top, then cover for maybe half a minute (judge for yourself based on your stove’s heat) before removing the lid and serving. If you want to chop it all up together, now is the time.This is if you’re serving right away because it steams the bread a little bit and melts the cheese (I’m a white American person myself so it’s better if you give it that extra moment on the heat) for you. No need for foil. Comes out perfect.

The onions–which, to me, are a requirement–take longer or higher heat to cook, so you want to cook them separately or put them on earlier. Same with other veggies that I myself don’t prefer.

And one thing that so many places get wrong outside of the area even while they otherwise make an okay cheesesteak is to skimp on the salt and pepper. You have to salt and pepper that beef. Do not skimp.

As a true cheesesteak lover, I believe that there are plenty of ways to make them. All that matters is that it comes out right. And that picture is not right.

My experience as a local is that nobody gives a fuck. It’s a made-up “war” for the most part. We all have our own local places that we like. And some of us think we make them the best, but maybe we don’t want to make them ourselves all the time.

It’s not most people’s preference, but it is acceptable. The choice of cheese product is not the problem here.

I’m not a peppers on it person myself, but that’s a fucking cheesesteak.

None of that dry-ass bread with a bit of cheese whiz squeezed on top, and with terrible distribution. You put that cheese under the meat, directly on the bread, properly distributed, or gtfo. And that bread better be going on the grill.

That’s a sad looking cheesesteak.

Why do you say so? Looks normal to me.

Fun fact: The glands in this region can become blocked, causing a buildup of natural lubricating fluids, which results in painful cysts as a result of said fluid being unable to go anywhere. Becoming sexually aroused such that your body produces vaginal lubricant exacerbates the problem until the cyst eventually requires medical excision (which is also painful and typically does not resolve the problem on the first try).

This (is known to) happen to approximately 10% of all women at some point, and they are never taught about this.

Probably more like a young person/people who thought it was fun/funny.

He assured dinner guests he had “influenza” and left for the evening.

He clearly did not understand how seriously the Japanese take the flu.