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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I imagine this is utterly delicious, but I can't read the description without rolling my eyes a bit:
36. Best place to eat: Ravioli -- Babbo, New York
"I love the oxtail ravioli with black truffles and pigeon liver sauce at Babbo in New York, my favourite restaurant. It is a simple neighbourhood Italian, but it has a wonderful atmosphere . The only problem is that the restaurant is so busy you have to book a month in advance."
I bet I could convince the other parents in the building to split a cleaning service with me - maybe we'd get a price break if we had someone come in to clean 4 apartments at once? Because having someone come in and even just do the floors once a month would be a huge help.
Because having someone come in and even just do the floors once a month would be a huge help.
Seriously. We keep our place pretty clean and tidy (of course, we are pre-baby, so this could seriously change), but to never have to mop, dust, deep clean? So effing wonderful!
It is a simple neighbourhood Italian
My ass. Not with a dish like that.
We do this twice a month and OMG it is the best money we ever spent - EVER!
Agreed.
Happy birthday, Perkins!!
I don't really like shlepping stuff down to the laundry room, but at least I've finally got a laundry room in the same building as my apartment--the last three places I lived in, I either had to walk down an alley to get to the W&Ds, walk over to the next building over, or go to the laundrymat. Now, all I have to do is get my stuff the 20 steps from my apartment door to the elevator, and then go across the hall from the elevator to the room. No effort at all, just a matter of getting quarters ahead of time.
I couldn't rely on anyone else doing my washing, since all my shirts are hand-dried (they shrink lengthwise if I put them in the dryer, and with my long torso, I can't afford to lose any inches in length).
My ass. Not with a dish like that.
Add my ass to that. Babbo-- isn't that Mario Batali's place? He's lost me forever ever since joining forces with Gwyneth Paltrow and her stupid pretentious affectations.
My ass. Not with a dish like that.
That's when I started laughing my ass off.
This is not something to read with a recovering stomach, btw. Does it make me a yokel if I say "Ew!" and what the hell's wrong with ricotta? 14 isn't even fat, Allyson. Not that it's okay to treat fat women like that either.