This is the first time I’ve heard the girl version of pee is stored in the balls

Amazing

I like the cut of your jib!

You fell for the classic blunder!

But yes, Anna Taylor Joy is beautiful as well, and you’re a good human for wanting to help and inform.

A much better human than I

Dang that girl on the left is gorgeous!

I 'member

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Completely unrelated.

Do you run a script to automatically convert th to Thor, or is it a key binding to the symbol? Or something else? Just curious.

Also, yes, addiction and fascination are two different things. I miss when headlines were puns

Wolverine calls you “bub”

So I got curious and went down the Wikipedia rabbit hole. Here’s the first paragraph from the apple butter article:

The roots of apple butter lie in Limburg (Belgium and the Netherlands) and Rhineland (Germany), conceived during the Middle Ages, when the first monasteries (with large orchards) appeared. The production of the butter was a perfect way to conserve part of the fruit production of the monasteries[1] in that region, at a time when almost every village had its own apple-butter producers. The production of apple butter was also a popular way of using apples in colonial America, well into the 19th century.

So yeah, apple butter has roots in Germany, at least for central Europe. However, other fruit butters have other origins, such as Lekvar and Powidi, as you mentioned. At the same time Latwerge and Apfelkraut were developing in Germany, monasteries in the British Isles were also developing apple butter as a preservation technique. It seems the tradition/technique developed in parallel as a communal way of preserving fruit.

Since grandma’s recipe included a sweetener it likely has its roots in the British Isles, where honey would be added to the preserves as a sweetener. Her apple tree produced a fairly sour soft apple, which also would inform that decision. The pies were amazing

I had tomato ice cream and tomato beer in Iceland. It was better than the fish jerky

Not sure if joking so I’ll answer seriously…

Like apple butter, or pear butter. Maybe it’s an Appalachian thing, I dunno. You chop up the fruit, let’s say apples, and slow cook them for a few hours. Then puree them, add cinnamon, allspice, nutmeg, whatever, and a bunch of sugar. Can the results. We always used small mason jars that had been in the family for God only knows how long.

Grandma wouldn’t use a blender, she was old school. She’d add all the ingredients together in a big stock pot, drop a silver dollar in the bottom, and stir for hours, until she couldn’t hear the coin move around anymore. I say she stirred for hours, but she’d “enlist” the help of the kids, and later, daughters-in-law, and eventually grandchildren. She was born in 1912, so I reckon it was just her way

Tomato butter is a little different, after you separate the tomato buttercream and add seasoning and vinegar, add back the tomato buttercream until the consistency is where you like it

Ketchup is a fruit butter, not a jam.

Cooked, pureed fruit with sugar and spices, no pectin. Not a jam

ascesism

New word! Thank you.

The same way I feel about Nebuchadnezzar saying he was the greatest and most accomplished (Daniel 4:28-30). The same way I feel about Herod Agrippa I accepting adoration intended for God (Acts 12:21-23). Jesus said lots of people would say they were the Christ (Matthew 24:4,5). It’s not surprising, it is shameful, and the Creator of all things will resolve it in their own time and way.

My only worry is that I try to live my life by the instruction and guidance I find from the Creator. For me a lot of that is in the Bible. It’s a personal decision, and a personal devotion. I don’t expect anyone else to abide by these understandings, and I work really hard not to judge others for their personal decisions. This takes work because it’s not how I was raised, but it is what I’ve learned from the Bible (Matthew 7:1).

The only moral decisions I need concern myself with are my own. I didn’t always succeed in that endeavor. It’s a work in progress.

I wrote a poem about this a while ago.

AI Datascraping Is Not the Problem

We are commodities
We exist to be bought and sold
By the ruling class
I have been bought and sold
Many many times
But only my thoughts
And identity
And words
And face
So that’s okay
I’ll just scroll other stolen thoughts
On a phone built by an eight year old
Who was bought
And sold
Half a world away

But I am wearing her underwear

Appreciate it, gonna grab one ASAP. I need to upgrade anyway

<3 tx