Remember to throw bacon on top of the peas ;-)
Remember to throw bacon on top of the peas ;-)
It just goes really well. The sweet of the peas balances the salt in the bacon.
We made Macaroni and Cheese, Peas, and Bacon tonight.
That wasn’t a picture of tonight’s. It’s an older picture. Looks the same though.
I wrote up the recipe a few years ago to add to the knowledge base at work, and I included a suggested serving size:
Customary serving size: enough to make you feel unwell, then 1 helping more
Edit:
If you want the recipe:
So, one more item in the “Pro” column for voting against Trump.
Then maybe we can work on fixing the problems here.
Wear gloves when they hand you that guideline because they might be pulling it out of their ass.
I’ve often thought LLMs could replace all of the C-suites and upper and middle management.
Funny how no companies push that as a possibility.
If you find out what happened, let me know, because I think it’s happening to me too.
I had a professor in college that said when an AI problem is solved, it is no longer AI.
Computers do all sorts of things today that 30 years ago were the stuff of science fiction. Back then many of those things were considered to be in the realm of AI. Now they’re just tools we use without thinking about them.
I’m sitting here using gesture typing on my phone to enter these words. The computer is analyzing my motions and predicting what words I want to type based on a statistical likelihood of what comes next from the group of possible words that my gesture could be. This would have been the realm of AI once, but now it’s just the keyboard app on my phone.
Many, many years ago, the hospital where I work had a medical transcription company to transcribe dictated radiology results.
At the time, users would access the server via DEC terminals or a terminal application on their computer.
One radiologist set up a script in the terminal application to sign off all his reports with one click. Another radiologist liked it so the first let the second copy it.
Later, the second radiologist opened a ticket with IT because all his reports were being signed by the first radiologist. Yeah, because he didn’t update the script to change the username and password being used to sign the reports.
That’s an amusing anecdote, but the terror comes from the fact that NEITHER RADIOLOGIST WAS READING THEIR REPORTS. BEFORE SIGNING THEM.
The reason they are supposed to sign the report is to confirm that they reviewed the work of the transcriptionist and verified that the report was correct.
No matter what the tool is, doctors will assume the results are correct and sign off on them without checking.
The Trumpublicans in the U.S. have access to independent reporting, yet they choose instead to limit themselves to lies that make them feel like they’re better than everyone else.
We have a 2020 Honda Civic, and the automatic breaking in that is absolutely fantastic. The closest I would say it gets to a false positive is when you’re following a car on the highway that takes an exit. When the car in front starts to slow after taking the exit, the Civic will sometimes slow a bit even though the other car isn’t right in front of us anymore. It’s a simple matter to push the accelerator to override.
Why would you waste the stem in soup when you could eat it raw?
It’s also good raw, but you do have to peel it.
The timing can be a surprise, but if you don’t know the answer, don’t ask the question.
Yeah, you wouldn’t want to get fired by Walmart. You’d have to go on welfa… oh.
I think WW1 was kind of like the comic. It was a bunch of squabbling family members who got into a pissing match and then sent their citizens to die. It never would have happened if Gramma Vicky had still been alive!
I’m ready to weep from this.
Every time any problem comes up, my current manager insists we must use Excel to solve it.
Are obligate carnivores still ok to target?
Neither did my grandparents. Likewise, my parents didn’t update their will when my children and nieces were born.
The attitude among all generations has been: your own kids inherit, and they distribute to their kids as they see fit.
I wasn’t in my grandparents wills, but I ended up with some of their furniture.
I do that with our guinea pigs.
They get a cookie* every day at 5:00 pm when I get finished with work. After 5:00, whether l come in the back door or just come downstairs from my office, they start wheaking and chewing on the bars of their pen (which they think encourages us to give them food for some reason).
Sometimes, after I’ve given them their cookie, I’ll go back up to my office. When I come back, they start acting like they didn’t get the cookie.
I just walk up to them and tell them that they already got it and they aren’t getting another. They stare at me for a moment, then just go back about their business.
I don’t think they actually forget they they got it. I think they just hope I might have forgotten. But it is interesting that all they need me to do is tell them they got it already and they give up.
* The cookie is a vitamin C supplement made of pressed hay with molasses as a binder. The molasses is why they lose their minds over them.