When I scrolled down, there was a place to rate the recipe. Then it makes you sign in, then you can leave a review.
Jayne ,'The Train Job'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I never found that. Although now I see it. I was signed in and everything! Oh well, whatever, have reviewed.
Allrecipes is acting really weird with a lot of people's computers. It seems to be assuming that a lot of computers are actually mobile devices, and turning off a ton of features that don't work right on a mobile.
Yeah, meara, you should take some time off. Unexpected week at home? I say, sign from the universe.
Work just tried to kill me. I'm putting the extra 2 hours this evening on my timesheet for tomorrow. Grrrrrrrrr.
When I first tried to post the recipe I ended up on the mobile site. I just took the m out of the start of the URL and was okay after that. I have no idea if the same thing is happening to hide the rating stuff.
When I first tried to post the recipe I ended up on the mobile site. I just took the m out of the start of the URL and was okay after that. I have no idea if the same thing is happening to hide the rating stuff.
I tried taking the m out of the URL, but it keeps redirecting me back to the mobile site.
I think Gishwhes brings out all the ghosts in the machines.
Reading those reviews has become my new favorite thing.
It seems to be assuming that a lot of computers are actually mobile devices, and turning off a ton of features that don't work right on a mobile.
Oh, that would explain it, yeah. I didn't see an m, but Safari often hides bits of URLs that it doesn't think I need to see.
I was reflecting on why my last vacation was so relaxing and why I'd prefer a staycation than going a couple hrs out to b&b or whatever(I love being in my house) and realized I've never felt so suburban mom than when I was driving the nephews & brother around. I know it had me giggling at the time. Me, driving my mom's gold crv, boys in the back, "imma pull this car over", their pop soundtrack choice, my brother and I discussing home repair misadventures. It was just weird. Comfortable, but weird.