I hate everything today.
Nothing stays where I put it--my purse keeps falling off my shoulder, my pants keep falling down my torso to my waistline and my shirt is too short today so I need them to stay above the bottom of my damn shirt damnit, and when I reached for the damn fried noodles at the salad bar I knocked over the hugeass pepper mill onto the floor, causing a big bang that made everyone look at me.
I hate today.
I am so sorry Tino is stalking you today.
There's just no way that the best tomato juice in the world is tomato juice you have to buy rather than making it yourself from the tomatoes in your backyard (or balcony or kitchen window or whatever. I love you, Ferry Building, but, no. I don't even like tomatoes, but I know that much.
hilarious, and sad. oh Mets.
Rare Centuple Play Ends Mets' Season
Bwah! Also, oh my poor Mets.
There's just no way that the best tomato juice in the world is tomato juice you have to buy rather than making it yourself from the tomatoes in your backyard (or balcony or kitchen window or whatever. I love you, Ferry Building, but, no. I don't even like tomatoes, but I know that much.
I honestly have to say I've never heard or even concieved of making tomato juice from scratch.
Seska, isn't a UK 14 a different size than a US 14? Not that I think either one is especially large. (Of course, what is actually large, and what you feel healthy/personally good at/whatever are always up to you)
Amy! Your tag! I'm dying! Also, jealous because I was thinking of changing mine and that was one of my possibles.
I honestly have to say I've never heard or even concieved of making tomato juice from scratch.
Well, I'm extrapolating from the sure knowledge that the best tomato is the one you just picked off your own plant and assuming that juicing is pretty trivial.
Eta: making sauce from scratch is easy enough, making juice shouldn't be harder.