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Every so often a list of the stupidest reasons people have called 911 appears in publications like People or on Buzzfeed. Anything from accidental butt dials by criminals in the midst of their criminality to people upset that their fast food orders either weren’t prepared the way they requested or, horror of horrors, a particular McDonald’s franchise ran out of a certain chicken nugget sauce. Even Joe McCain, brother to presidential hopeful Sen.

When I lived in California, I geeked out on all the citrus that was available. My favorite reference on the subject was the Ortho Book of Citrus, a “Just the facts, ma’am”…but still very-California/Arizona/New Mexico-style, guide to the various varieties of oranges, grapefruits, pomelos, citrons, lemons, limes, tangerines, bergamots, tangelos, mandarins, clementines, kumquats, limequats, orangequats, mandarinquats, and calamondins that were grown in people’s backyards and at local citrus farms.

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Tarragon was the rage back in the ’70s…or was it the ’80s? Whatever era it was, I remember in high school my friend’s mom made a salad dressing with a French vinegar infused with tarragon, which still lingers in my memory today. (Which is really saying something, since I barely recall what I had for dinner last night.) Back then, anything French was considered very chic in America. People could buy canned snails at S.

In my last Lost Supperdispatch, I told the story of how I took a high-speed train to central Turkey with Mahmut Miski, a professor at the University of Istanbul, who made the case that he’d discovered the mystery herb of the ancient world growing on the flanks of an extinct volcano near the city of Askaray. Here’s the rest of the story. ncG1vNJzZmikn6jBtMHPqZyrZqOqr7TAwJyiZ5ufonyxe9Oaqq2hnpx6tLXLqZ%2Bip54%3D

Happy Friday, W4D Friends! By mid-June, you’ve no doubt been invited to a few cookouts, BBQs, Summer Soirees, and outdoor hangs—’tis the season, after all. This week, we thought it would be a good idea to arm you with not one, but two amazing Potato Salad recipes, so you can dazzle the crowd with your spud sensation! Elizabeth is making a traditional Southern-style Potato Salad, and Anthony’s showcasing his mayo-less, Super Dilly Potato Salad.

Okay, first of all, adding The Prison Angel to my list. Sounds like it was written for me. Echoing what you said, the most important thing I learned about being a good teacher was forming a relationship with every student. So interesting what you said about the 'rockstar' image of Boyle (whom I bet I called Doyle in a few spots, too.) Reading Boyle and not having seen or truly listened to the interviews, I read him as a truly humble guy.

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