Sadly, no:
Bakers, bakeries and bakers shops were required by law only to sell their ‘national loaves’ when they were a day old because stale bread did not cut to waste like fresh bread. Source
[If you can find it, the BBC Timeshift episode ‘Bread: A Loaf Affair’ mentions this along with a surprisingly interesting modern-ish history of bread in the UK. It’s narrated by Tom Baker.]
And WWII.
In the UK, bakers were forbidden from selling bread on the day it was baked, in order to make it more stale and reduce demand.
I went to a party that lasted all weekend. We weren’t drinking or anything else, so I want to emphasize I did all this to myself, completely sober:
We were tossing lightsticks back and forth in the dark; I was barefoot. I leaped up to catch a lightstick; when I came down, my right foot landed fully on some kind of spiny, prickly, thorny plant, and I got a bunch of the pointy spiny bits embedded into the sole of my foot. This was particularly ironic, as I had made a point of pointing out the plant to everyone else earlier and telling them to avoid it.
The toilet backed up and I had to clear it with a plunger that had a broken handle. I cleared the toilet, and also managed to flay about a fifth of the skin off the palm of my right hand.
I slipped on the stairs and wrenched my back pretty badly. The dog ran underfoot and I sprained my left ankle. Something else happened, I don’t even remember what, and I injured my right hip.
The worst part was that I had driven myself and a group of friends to this party, which meant I had to be the one who drove us back: my car had a manual transmission and no one else knew how to drive stick. So envision this:
My right foot, with the spikes still in it, was used for the gas and the brake. My left foot, with the sprained ankle, had to delicately balance the clutch as we drove up and down these narrow back hills. There was no way to balance my weight on my injured right hip, so every movement on the gas or clutch put some torque on the hip - as well as twisting my injured back. And I had to shift with my right hand wrapped like a mummy’s, but the shifting pressure was still on the part of my hand with the flap of skin. And the roads just kept jostling every single injury I had.
It was an incredibly, insanely painful drive home. And it was still one of the best parties I’ve ever been to.
Are they looking meaningfully at you while they’re doing it?
When you check in, just tell the desk that you don’t want housekeeping sitting your stay.
Serious Trouble, by the further hosts of (and essentially a continuation of) All the President’s Lawyers.
Nocturne, by Vanessa Lowe. A podcast about the night, and things that happen during the night. Favorite episodes: Night ways about what ancient people use to do at night and how archeology and anthropology are changing their perceptions; Finding the Void about a guy who lived inside a mall; On the North Face about a guy who got lost while climbing Mount Shasta; What’s Would You Do about the fear of night.
I usually check in on The Daily like once a week to see if anything interesting has been covered.
And This Week in Virology, which I got into during the pandemic. Usually the weekly update on Friday on what contagious diseases are currently circulating, and about half the time their Sunday episode.
In addition to those, consider getting a hypoallergenic mattress cover and hypoallergenic pillow covers. And wash your bed linens more frequently.
There was a guy on some British panel show (maybe WILTY?) who can rip an apple in half. I keep meaning to try that but I keep forgetting.
Snow or static. It’s cosmic microwave background radiation - the remnants of the big bang.
spez doesn’t care, be just wanted the money for his doomsday bunker.
Okay then. I’m assuming she’ll be able to understand my question in it’s entirety:
I want you to know that your mom [my sister] and your sibling cats all loved you very, very much, and that you’re a good cat, and it’s nothing you ever did that made them leave you behind, [they’re all dead now] and I also need you to know that the yucky-tasting-thing is really really good for you and keeps you healthy and I’m sorry it tastes weird, and if you’re feeling bad it’d be incredibly useful if you could point your tail at the thing that hurts, and I’m glad you’re a part of my life and I love you very very much too, okay?
Is this like a one-time question, or is it a repeatable question? Cause my cat has a habit of randomly screaming and most of the time it’s nothing and very occasionally it’s a medical issue (she has chronic illnesses). I’d love to have a repeatable “Where does it hurt?”
“I know there’s a ton of skepticism about Meta entering the fediverse — it’s completely understandable,” Cottle says. “I do want to kind of make a plea that I think everyone on the team has really good intentions. We really want to be a good member of the community and give people the ability to experience what the fediverse is.”
If I wanted Facebook shitposts and forwards from KlanMa, I’d’ve joined Facebook. And I don’t believe Meta has good intentions, I believe they want to overwhelm the fediverse, and I believe they want to make money. Middle-manager Cottle and their team may have good intentions, but corporate certainly doesn’t, and I certainly don’t trust their users.
I feel like something changed
He grew up a rich white boy in full-Apartheid South Africa. He’s never grown up (Tesla models S,3,X,Y! Tesla fart noises! 42069 amirite!).
Nothing changed, he just got bored and started interacting with the poor’s and people noticed the person he really was.
It was pretty obvious that Trump would try to scam Musk. Fortunately, given his own difficulties, Musk was unlikely to agree - we’re just fortunate these bills are coming due so far in advance of the election. And also that, given Musk’s foreign birth, he’ll never be eligible to be president or vice president (something that I’m sure sticks in his craw).
Lmao, I was thinking more about how fractious reddit is even without provocation, but you’re right, too!
users could become unruly if Reddit stock falls below the IPO price.
Lmao, dude doesn’t know redditors at all, do they?
In the short term, I’d stay in the cave, and I’d keep it for emergency backup accomodations like in a hurricane or something. In the long term, I’d live outside of the cave, once I got a decent shelter set up.
Why? Well, if the weather is nice, there’s no reason not to live outside. And if it’s not nice (but not a hurricane), or I’m cooking food, I’m likely to want a fire. And I remember enough from my high school geology classes that having repeated fires inside some kinds of caves can make rocks fall from the ceiling. And I don’t remember enough from my high school geology classes to know whether that cave has fire-safe rocks or not.
I acknowledge that fuel for the fire is likely to be an issue, so I’d try to get some aluminum or something from the plane, or flatten out some tin cans if any have washed ashore, or something similar. Then use the metal to make a solar stove to cook with. The stove would need some monitoring, though, to adjust it to the angle of the sun and to do cook-tasks on - occasional stirring or turning over or taking it out before it burns - so even with a solar stove, I’d still be mostly outside.
So in short: if I’m making a fire or cooking, I’m outside. If the weather is pleasant, I’m outside. If there’s a hurricane or something, I’ll stay in the cave without a fire.
Jam is mashed, preserves have chunks of fruit. With some fruits it’s hard to leave large china during processing (like raspberries, which break easily when properly ripe), at which point raspberry preserves might have less sugar then raspberry jam.