This photo from a 1938 issue of National Geographic captioned, “Anne and her family lived alone on an island. She enjoyed having tea time with her friends the spiny lobster and baby hawk.”
I just saw another of those endless inane articles about how Austen could never have imagined that Pride and Prejudice would be super famous, nobody could have imagined it!!!! humble little Aunt Jane, scribbling away, and now she’s—
Sure, the meek and/or acerbic spinster aunt working quietly away, underappreciated by the world, consumed by the Art, is a nice romantic story. But it’s not … you know, what actually happened.
Pacat opens up on twitter about ethnical and racial elements depicted in the Captive Prince series and how it was based on her own experiences and background.
The most mindboggling thing I learned about USAmericans during my two-week stay in Minnesotta was the fact that in their menus they call the main dishes “entrées” ????
AS AN AMERICAN I AM TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY THIS IS CONFUSING???
also you went to Minnesota omg THE UPPER MIDWEST. YOU WERE AMONG MY PEOPLE. I HOPE THEY WERE NICE TO YOU nice is what Minnesota is known for so if they were not they have failed at their One Job
Dunno about anyone else but in Australia “
entrées” means first course, then main, then dessert. If you’re calling your mains entrees, that explains quite a lot…
Literally, the ENTRY to your meal. How it ended up meaning the main, middle bit of the meal in the US baffles me.
Ah. That makes sense. Basically: dining habits changed, and American and British English changed in different ways to describe them.
(Acknowledgement: everything that follows is just me summarising Wikipedia.)
The entrée used to be the first substantial course(s) served after the warm-up dishes but before the main roast. As meals shrank from lots of courses down to just three, Americans kept the term to mean ‘the substantial course” whereas the English kept the term to mean “the course before the really substantial course”.
And it’s called the entrée because this dish used to make a grand entry from the kitchen and be paraded in front of the all the diners.
also fun fact: if you replace bb-8 with a puppy, the force awakens instantly becomes a rom-com about a tiny concerned dog going on a quest to find a date for its charming but lonely owner, and comes back with two excellent prospects in tow.
Merida is still a rowdy tomboy; she loves to ride horses and is an excellent archer, and is really into the british punk-rock scene. Mor’du is probably her favourite band!
I texted this to a friend this morning and I’m not sure which of us needed it more
2015 will be remembered as the Year I Got Hideously Sick.
I’m writing up a recap of it, and even just remembering it is harrowing.
The music of the Mountain Goats was one of the things that helped me recover. So much love. So much defiance. The circumstances are different, but the spirit is the same.
