That sounds kinda cheesy.
Someone I know would add her husbandās fancy Scotch to her Coke when she ran out of Rye.
Same person asked if I had any Rye and Coke at my Beaujolais Nouveau party.
Permanent ban.
I took a glass of Moulin-a-Vents away from someone who told me it was ātoo strongā.
She forgave me when I brought a bottle of Yellowtail Shiraz to her next party.
Oh my lord⦠that is a travesty. But to each his own.
Oh dear please no no no. This sounds wretched.
No surprise to anyone.
I forgot what TV News person from the 70ās I heard being interviewed, but sheād told a story about how rampant and accepted sexual harassment was in the 70ās, and she said āya know, in the 70ās harass was two words.ā (āher assā, in case youāre slow like me.) Lauren Bacall maybe.
I like the article. āVelveeta isnāt ideal for a cheese plate.ā No 'tāaināt.
As a woman who has worked in manufacturing and construction since the late 80sā¦how many stories do you want to hear?
I worked in manufacturing in the 70s, where men and women did the same jobs. I have no stories. I wonder what the difference was.
I couldnāt begin to guess.
Iām still in the same industry so obviously it wasnāt career ending, but I can assure you that discrimination and harassment made regular appearances.
Thatā s terrible. I guess i have been extremely lucky.
OMG, I couldnāt imagine. Men were so enabled then. I remember the 70s and 80s really well.
So has anyone tried it yet?
Enabled or entitled?
Yes.
I donāt see as being a one off issue. My nieceās wedding had Mashtiniās as the ādrinkā of choice. And there wasnāt a bit of vodka or gin in them! Talk about a sacrilegious adaptation of a classic!!!
I blame her surroundings. She was a yoga sort before yoga was āthe thingā.
Sunshine, there was a semi-famous (in Arlington VA) brouhaha back around 2010 when a customer asked a barista to give him a double expresso poured over ice. The barista refused, stating that he would not ādemean the beanā. And the customer stormed out. No big deal, right?
Well there were three different bloggers that heard the whole thing go down and all of them blogged about it, and there is where the brouhaha began and was fought out.
It was hilarious how seriously some people took their espresso.
Double espresso over ice was my regular order when I lunched out with some wine-loving friends, As I had an hour drive after lunch, I stuck with espresso. Until one day I had two or maybr three doubles and my hair started to stand straight up. Or it felt like it. I switched to bitters and soda.
This yogini doesnāt try to raise the vibration of a classic tipple.
Oh man, sounds like that barista didnāt know that caffĆ© freddo is absolutely legit.
Now if the customer had asked for Velveeta swirled into that espresso (circles back to original topic), LOL.