"Porsche sedan" just sounds wrong.

Not as wrong as "Porsche SUV."

I actually like the sedan. I'd probably never buy one, but you can rent them. I might have to do that some day.

There was a Lotus Elise in the parking garage the other day. I think I know who drives it, but I could be wrong.

It's very....yellow.

Though we did have a station wagon and sometimes got to fight over who sat in the "way back"...if there was room among the luggage/shopping/etc. I suspect that doesn't even exist anymore.

Our old family station wagon had two back-facing seats in the trunk that you could flip down if you needed that space for storage. I used to love sitting back there, even if in retrospect it was probably a death trap.

I cannot say enough good things about my Outback Sport. Nice and zippy and suprisingly roomy. I think I've mentioned I call it the Tardis because it feels bigger on the inside than it looks on the outside. If only it was blue like my stolen Civic, Illyria.

Yay, house for Dana!

The pizza pub near me has something called "white ketchup" on some of their pizzas. We finally had to ask and it is basically just Ranch.

You mean white ketchup isn't cream of mushroom soup?

I just cannot with the minivan. Crossover, yes. Station wagon, also yes. minivan, cannot.

I think my ultimate mom car would be some big ol' finned Caddy that's bench seats had been retrofitted with extra seat belts. You could easily sit four across the back of one of those suckers, three or four in the front, soccer gear and the odd kayak in the trunk...

Serious Eats did an amateur chemical analysis on halal cart "white sauce" once and determined that it's basically mayonnaise.

Aww, msbelle, thanks for linking to the DH!

I LOVE my Mazda 3.

Serious Eats did an amateur chemical analysis on halal cart "white sauce" once and determined that it's basically mayonnaise.

I would imagine it wouldn't take much chemical difference to taste very different. One of my dad's favorite stories from college is about the time they did spectroscopic analysis of good wine and bad wine to see if they could tell the difference - they could not.

(That's not really the point of the story as he tells it. When he went to the liquor store and explained what they were doing and asked for recommendations of wines to test, there was a lot of discussion about the good wines but no hesitation before Franzia was singled out for the bad)

Consuela,

I agree. Wait a bit to discuss it. If you are willing to move in a year or two, I wonder if a long-distance compromise can be made for several months while you get your ducks in a row.