Cheese, pumpkins, and gender
nefersitra replied to your photo “tienriu: I… I have no words. @levynite, @copperbadge I was kind of...”
I would have said "Philistines. Philistines do wine shots" but I've just learnt that Philistine is comes from the same root word as Palestinian and so that's not cool to associate a lack of culture and refinement with an ethnic grouping. Also, the Philistines might actually be the Sea Peoples and/or the Hyksos who caused so many problems for the Ancient Egyptians.
Yeah, most words for someone we consider classless come from “that foreigner” in the end -- I was going to suggest the Greek barbaroi, which is where we get “barbarian” from and which generally is considered to be a catch-all for “anyone who doesn’t act like the Greeks”, but I double-checked and sure enough the Greeks took it from the way they thought Anatolians sounded when they talked (”Bar bar bar”).
ameliahcrowley replied to your photo “tienriu: I… I have no words. @levynite, @copperbadge I was kind of...”
Also, how are you meant to eat them? Do you bit into them, letting the wine spill everywhere? Or do you drink the wine, then eat the misshapen, oily, and now *wet* and mildly tannic cheese? Is the cheese just there for presentation and tainting your otherwise reasonable, moderately-priced wine?
All exceptional questions for which I have no answers. Some cheeses are enhanced by soaking in wine during their aging phase, but I don’t think anything can save pre-melted cheese.
nefersitra replied to your photo “Free GIGANTIC pumpkins to good home. (This is the infamous Free Stuff...”
Sam, I am curious - are they actual vegetable/fruit pumpkins or fake ones? A friend's granddad grows giant produce for competitions and he says the ones bred for size tend to have the taste bred out.
Yep, they are realio trulio plants. My building has a wide economic range of residents and especially on the upper floors there are people who are just...the kind of people who can drop a lot of money on a giant pumpkin as a decoration and then discard it when the season is over.
The Free Stuff Table doubles as the “this won’t fit in the dumpster” table, literally -- if you ask the building maintenance guys what to do with something that won’t fit, they say “put it on the free stuff table, I’ll deal with it on trash day”.
onlysilentawe replied to your photo “Free GIGANTIC pumpkins to good home. (This is the infamous Free Stuff...”
I will send you a roll of tape if you will promise to tape down the edges of those signs. Just knowing they exist like that, no matter how far away they are, is driving me bananas.
If it’s any comfort, they get replaced every few months, and those are probably due to be replaced soon. It just happens -- the wall isn’t a good surface for taping on and the room isn’t insulated (plus the big cargo doors are often open) so the paper curls no matter what we do.
seniorvpofscrewit replied to your post “Wait, are you a guy? Sorry for the awkward question, but I kind of...”
I always assumed you were a guy, but at the same time I kind of think of copperbadge as a genderless internet phantom sharing some knowledge haha
I am honored to be considered a genderless phantom librarian!
pantone2955c replied to your post “Wait, are you a guy? Sorry for the awkward question, but I kind of...”
I... never realized that I headcanoned you as a woman. My bad.
I’m not bothered! It happens all the time and it’s a rational assumption to make given how heavily fandom skews female.
strixus replied to your post “Wait, are you a guy? Sorry for the awkward question, but I kind of...”
I now really want the cross over fic of Bucky somehow ending up at the Weasley's during Yule.
“I don’t know who brought him, Mum, maybe he’s one of Charlie’s weird coworkers. You’ve never minded when Harry visited for the holidays!”
“Harry's a friend! I had to knit a sweater overnight just to make sure the poor thing had a present and he hasn’t taken it off since. I don’t mind feeding him and he’s been a lamb, but I’d like a little warning, Bill!”
“Well, don’t look at me. He looks like an Auror type, maybe he’s one of Ron’s friends.”
“Oh Merlin, there goes your father.”
“Dad, no, don’t ask him about the arm, that’s rude!”



















