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Is there a vegetable that’s a bigger liar than spinach?
This is half a pound. LIAR!!
I did manage a breakfast snack for me and my ward. I wish I had some tomatoes. But it’s raining outside and I’m not going to the store. WE WILL EAT WHAT IS IN the HOUSE.
My personal vendetta against spinach continues. But my lunch came out yummy despite spinach’s best efforts to destroy my entire world view.
You know what else is a liar? Ramen noodles. One brick is two servings?
I think the fuck not.
I think the fuck not.
How is one whole ass bag of spinach only one serving, but one brick of ramen is two servings.
It doesn’t making any sense and I find it very suspicious.
It doesn’t making any sense and I find it very suspicious.
I made spinach. This time I bought a bunch of spinach. I hadn’t bought spinach by the bunch since they came out with prewashed baby spinach in a bag.
It was like buying spinach in the early 1990s, but with less flannel and teenage angst.
It was like buying spinach in the early 1990s, but with less flannel and teenage angst.
More of spinach’s lies—or in NYT parlance, 
falsehoods.
falsehoods.
Should’ve said “dissembling.” https://twitter.com/AngryBlackLady/status/1008191753973690369
Betrayal. Lies. Deceit.
I sautéed some spinach for dinner. It may be a liar, but it’s delicious with some garlic.
We all know how this story ends.
Typical.
