Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved...– - Maurice Sendak .
anybody have shitty workplace stories?
kevynryan: sarah i know you got somethin for me. dean? jenny? chris cheung i know you have to. lay em on me. oh girl. 1. not being allowed (ahem, asked) to drive the big boss’ truck to the shop because I’m a girl. 2. big boss upon being offered homemade baklava: “baklava? baklava?! if those greeks baked cookies instead of baklava they wouldn’t be blowing each other...
food in real life →
a tumblr that’s “preaching truth to packaging. pictures of packaged food, cooked to specifications, compared to the photo on the box.” so good.