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This episode of The C.L. Brown Show features Boston Globe columnist Gary Washburn. Washburn tells why former Kentucky guard Reed Sheppard's future in the NBA may not be in Houston. Washburn also explains why the path to making the league for players on two-way contracts like former Louisville guard Chucky Hepburn isn't as difficult as it once was.

Chef and TV Presenter Judy Joo joins Spooning With Mark Wogan this week.Judy opens up about swapping the trading floors of Wall Street for kitchens, the power of being part of the Playboy brand and is it the end of high end fine dining?Dishes served:Guilty Pleasure: Bounty Bar, Coconut WaterSpoon One: Korean Fried ChickenSpoon Two: Caviar on Sour Cream and Onion PringlesJudy Joo's book. K-Quick: Korean Food In Thirty Minutes is out to buy now.You can get Judy's Korean Fried Chicken from: https://seoul-bird.co.ukThis episode of Spooning with Mark Wogan is sponsored by tails.com - 100% tailored dog food. Head to tails.com to learn moreFor more information on Corrigan's private rooms in Mayfair we film Spooning With Mark Wogan in visit:Lindsay Room: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/the-lindsay-roomChef's Table: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/chefs-tableSenior Podcast Producer: Johnny SeifertSocial Media: Chris JacobsAssistant Producer: Cami Lamont-BrownThis is a News Broadcasting Production Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Chef and TV Presenter Judy Joo joins Spooning With Mark Wogan this week.Judy opens up about swapping the trading floors of Wall Street for kitchens, the power of being part of the Playboy brand and is it the end of high end fine dining?Dishes served:Guilty Pleasure: Bounty Bar, Coconut WaterSpoon One: Korean Fried ChickenSpoon Two: Caviar on Sour Cream and Onion PringlesJudy Joo's book. K-Quick: Korean Food In Thirty Minutes is out to buy now.You can get Judy's Korean Fried Chicken from: https://seoul-bird.co.ukThis episode of Spooning with Mark Wogan is sponsored by tails.com - 100% tailored dog food. Head to tails.com to learn moreFor more information on Corrigan's private rooms in Mayfair we film Spooning With Mark Wogan in visit:Lindsay Room: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/the-lindsay-roomChef's Table: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/chefs-tableSenior Podcast Producer: Johnny SeifertSocial Media: Chris JacobsAssistant Producer: Cami Lamont-BrownThis is a News Broadcasting Production Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On his weekly Chipped Ham & Football podcast, Post-Gazette Steelers insider Brian Batko welcomes receiver Calvin Austin III to tackle a range of hot topics ahead of training camp at Saint Vincent College in Latrobe next week. Calvin shares his message for kids in his native Memphis, Tenn., ahead of his youth camp coming up this weekend; explains why he likes the getaway nature of coach Mike Tomlin's camp; gives his reaction to the big Minkah Fitzpatrick, Jalen Ramsey and Jonnu Smith trade a couple of weeks back; and dishes details on the throwing session QB Aaron Rodgers held with receivers in Malibu, Calif., following minicamp. An impromptu practice routine that included other teammates such as DK Metcalf, Pat Freiermuth, Roman Wilson and others.

Luckin Coffee is a massive concept based in China that is widely regarded as Starbucks' chief global rival, although it just recently arrived in the United States. Pat Cobe, senior menu editor of Restaurant Business and co-host of Menu Talk, checked out one of the two New York locations, ordered a pineapple-and-coconut drink, and gave her impressions of the place: The drink was tasty, and the venue was small and takeout-focused.Co-host Bret Thorn, senior food & beverage editor of Nation's Restaurant News and Restaurant Hospitality, also had a busy week of trying food and beverage, including participating in a pastrami taste test.David Burke, celebrity chef and inventor many years ago of salmon pastrami, has a new traditional pastrami at his restaurant Park Avenue Kitchen. He thought it was pretty good, so he invited restaurateurs, food writers, including Bret, influencers, etc. to come to the restaurant and do a blind tasting against the big-name NYC pastrami purveyors, including Sarge's, 2nd Avenue Deli, Katz's, and Carnegie Deli.Whose pastrami won? Listen to this week's podcast and find out.And also listen to Bret's interview with Tyler Florence, chef-owner of Wayfare Tavern, which recently relocated in San Francisco, and Miller & Lux, with locations in San Francisco and Hawaii. Florence shares his thoughts on the post-pandemic evolution of San Francisco, and why he limits his own celebrity chef persona at his restaurants.

With BC' halibut season in full swing, here's a list of some of the best halibut restaurants in the province you HAVE to try! Arc Restaurant Cardero's Restaurant C Prime Modern Italian Steakhouse Fanny Bay Oysters GoodFish Seafood Co -- the fish dock store at fisherman's wharf Guest: Richard Wolak - Editor/Publisher vancouverfoodster.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

We welcome back Phil Rosenthal to the program, live and direct from his elliptical machine, to talk about his life, his career, and the new season of Somebody Feed Phil!  Randy and Phil, with only one stationed on exercise equipment, talk about the new season, the state of the world, and base human desires in this great interview.

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Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning, television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Chef Marcus Samuelsson. Interviewed centered around his book:

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning, television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Chef Marcus Samuelsson. Interviewed centered around his book:

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning, television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Chef Marcus Samuelsson. Interviewed centered around his book:

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning, television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Chef Marcus Samuelsson. Interviewed centered around his book:

“The Golden Rule” I finally did it. I finally set my house on fire. You don't know. I've lived there two years; I just now did it. This amazes me that just how. Here's how it happened. So I'm in my kitchen, cooking. I just worked out for like, three hours so I'm cooking everything. Everything. I put the soup on, but by the end of the workout, I'm not sure the soup is going to be enough. So, I thought to myself, “You know what, I'm going to make some tortilla chips” A few days before I made the dopest salsa. I couldn't get enough of it. It was the best salsa ever. I was like “gosh” so every day, Tacos for three days, Just to put the salsa on top, And on the fourth day, I'm like “Nah, soup.” So, I put the soup on and I go workout, But the soup, you see has roasted vegetables in in, You know? So what I had done was, I had roasted the vegetables on a pan, but the pan is a little worn, so i put them on parchment paper… … Yeah, but here's what really happened, Is I took the vegetables off of the roasting pan, and I was about to throw away the parchment paper, And I thought “Wait. No! There's still so much oil on this!” And I didn't want to be wasteful. So I turned the oven back on, And I took out the tortillas I had— There were four of them— I took out two, Just in case I wanted two actual tacos later— Cause you know, I really love this fucking salsa. So good. Anyway— I take out two of the four tortillas, And I quarter them, And I flip them in the leftover oil from the roasted vegetables, And I'm thinking— This is going to be so good Roasted vegetable flavored Corn tortilla chips— I brush on a little bit of coconut oil, I drop some lemon juice on them, I put on a little salt— And I put them in the oven— I turn the oven to broil, And then I start the dishes; Dishes takes about ten minutes, This should take about ten minutes— So I start doing the dishes, And cleaning up, And putting them away, And this is the most ironic shit in the world, I start thinking to myself Particularly about this comedian that I like And I start thinking to myself “Wow, so you're a comedian; Comedian things happen to you; You're a real comedian. I must not be a real comedian— Because comedy things don't happen to me.” And right at that moment, I just so happen to look into the oven, And all I see is flames. Like, open flames. Big, flames. So I open the oven; More flames. I'm like “Oh no.” So now I'm panicking because I've never had an apartment with a gas stove before, So I don't know how quickly flames turn into massive explosions. And it's honestly funny how suicidal I am, Until I see open flames and I'm like “No, but— not like THIS!” So I freak out, I hit the breaker. I turn off everything in the place I'm not looking to see which switch is “gas” I turned turned them all off, Click, click, click, click Put on my slip ons, and grab my phone and I'm out the door. And I'm thinking to myself “See this is why you need a phone,” Because honestly sometimes, I don't feel like paying the bill. I feel like having toilet paper, Or soap, Or water— And I just “Whatever” But lately, I've been looking for more work because I like having toilet paper, and soap, and water AND a phone— so I keep the phone on, Which, even in the moment is like “Oh yeah, wow, I have a phone” Like I'm in astonishment at how handy it is because if it's handy for anything, This is it. So I'm out the door, and I'm dialing 911 as I hit the staircase; Whoosh, I'm out the door and in the long before the operator even picks up, And I'm in the lobby, on the phone, and the operator gets the address and I'm just standing there — Mind you, I didn't even grab my keys on the way out, so I'm assuming the door is locked, And I think to myself about the size of the flames and the fact that they were coming from the oven which is connected to a gas line which is connected to the rest of the building, so I don't know how any of that stuff works, And then I start thinking. “Should I warn my neighbors?” I hate my neighbors. Or rather, My neighbors hate me. But I'm thinking of the flames and the smoke and the danger and how, if it was me, I'd want to know if the apartment next door to mine was on fire and possibly about to explode. You know; the golden rule. So I'm like “fuck it” I don't get along with these people but I don't mean to blow them up. So I run back upstairs, And I knock on their doors; Not everyone's doors, just the two doors in what I assume would be the blast area. I knock on their doors, And only one of them answers— The one that answers is, of course, The one that's been stalking me. So this is ironic at least twice, now, And she answers the door, And I explain to her the situation “Look, my apartment's on fire whatever The fire department's on the way, I'm locked out…” As I turn the knob, I realize, I'm not locked out. My door didn't even lock, I didn't notice it didn't lock, I just ran, So I'm like “Nevermind I just wanted you to know the fire departments on the way and not to panic” And she just gives me this look With her wombat face —she has wombat face. She looks like a— Like a rabid wombat. Like a— Like a really fucked up, Possum. Like a wombat-possum. And we've been having some—problems. She's my stalker. She's been stalking me; And I've noticed so, It's really awkward that I'm at her door warning her like “hey, don't freak out or anything, the fire department's coming by” And she just looks at me with those beady little eyes and a shrug that tells me If her apartment was about to explode She'd just let me incinerate. , “Whatever, fuck you.” I know I'm a good person, Cause I would want to know— so I let you know There may be danger here! Whatever. So she's like “whatever”, and shuts the door like a normal, sane person Cause my problem with her is that For the past year Every time I take a bath or shower, This wombat looking rabid possum bitch Slams the door. Not just her door, The stairwell exit door, Which is located adjacent to my door. So every time I take a bath for the last year— BOOM. BOOM. Fuck that. Theres's more to the story but you get the point. She's a white supremacist wombat with a door slamming habit. That's that story, this is another story. So anyway. And I just realized, I'm not locked out at all, and so I go back into the apartment not knowing if it contained itself, or if it got worse— I don't know, the whole place is just filled with smoke, and then the super, Who I also called and also don't like, Shows up before the fire department, And he comes in, and he opens the oven, and just— Plumes of smoke— Then the fire dudes rush in, I'm like, “Oh God” I just worked out for three hours and looked wombat girl right in the face, Like, right in the eyes Now I probably look like a wombat That shit is contagious, Fuck that. “”let me put on some sunglasses” So I put on some sunglasses, And three fire dudes walk in in full gear with canisters and shit, Masks; The whole thing. But the super already opened the oven, There's no more flames, No more fire, Just smoke— And a bunch of mad crispy Ashes. No tortilla chips, Just— Ashes, on a cookie sheet. Just— Ashes, But still, smoke everywhere so they have to follow the procedure, And the procedure is, Moving all my shit by dragging it across the floor; Ok, that's cool, I guess, Boom. One of them starts running water down the sink, Alright, Another one just rips down the curtains. I'm like “That's hot.” (It was so hot) Slides back the couch, opens the window. I'm astonished that something as simple as a man pulling down your curtain rod with no regards to giving a fuck can be so exhilirating. I'm like “oh!” Then after all that, They're just standing there. Just, In full gear, Looking at the oven like “Well, that's it.” They're like “K. Bye.” I'm like “that's it?” They're like “Yeah” I'm like l, “I don't need to do anything?” They're like “Just open the window, keep the door open till the smoke comes out” I'm like “that's all” They're like “yeah” I'm like “my bad.” They all just shrug like “whatever” Like, in unison, shrugging like to give no fucks at all, Still in full gear. The only thing I can be sure of is that all three of them are hot and if the super wasn't there, I'd inidiate a gangbang. Almost positive. But five's a crowd, or whatever, so I'm like “Well, thanks guys, sorry about that” and they all just leave, almost disappointed like there wasn't a burning building to actually show up to. I'm just relieved I didn't explode and the solace I can take from this is that I'm a good person. my neighbor is stalking me cause she has NOTHING ELSE to do. That bitch was AT the door, never leaves. She's miserable. She looks like a wombat And 3. Three firefighters entered and exited the apartment head to toe in full gear with heavy ass metal canisters and did not slam a single door. FUCK YOU HOE. Very respectful servicemen. I had called the landlord about her harassing me in the shower and the bathtub. You know she's doing it every bath and every shower for over a year she's doing it on purposes I started making formal complaints; The property management's like “Are you sure she's doing it on purpose?” THREE Fully grown men decked head to toe in full fireproof outfits, helmets, and masks entered and exited the building on one day and in ten minutes more quietly than she has at any given point over the last year. THREE FULLY GROWN MEN. WITH CANISTERS. If they can enter and exit with less noise than a 150 lb wombat— She's doing it on purpose. End of story. Well, end of that story, Or like two stories but Here's the end of this one. So finally after the dust settles And I hit the gym again Because nothing is a better preworkout Than adrenialine, (Especially when you've already had preworkout) I come back and now I'm extra famished and the Amazon guy came in all that fuss And now I have canola oils So I've been soaking some potato wedges And I decide, “Hey, I got wedges. Let's do that” So I heat the oil, and as I'm heating the oil, I realize… I still have two tortillas. Maybe that was the whole point! I'm being a pussy, making tortilla chips, In the oven, on parchment paper, Like a little bitch! So I'm like “Alright, cool, When these wedges are done, the oil should be the perfect temperature for the tortilla chips To be made the old fashioned way The RIGHT way!” So I wait, I do the wedges, and I drop the tortillas, And I wait for them to get golden brown, I drain the oil, I put them out to cool; I do the dishes while they cool, whatever, I grab the salsa container out of the fridge, I take the bowl into the studio so I can watch YouTube while I enjoy my chips, I plop down, Turn on the you tube I open the salsa container— And it's empty. There's no more salsa. I put the container in the fridge empty. Silly me. “You're a comedian, comedy things happen to you.” Suddenly, as I looked up from my makeshift workspace, where I had been toiling away for hours at seemingly nothing—I realized the world was full of everything I'd ever wanted to fuck; something primal and ancient had been awakening within me and I was left in a dangerous volitile position, drifting somewhere between reckless promiscuity in a sexual escapade—and the pseudo-conservative now-only partially celibate maiden form of fantasy—there wasn't anything I could do but wait inside my tragic box for some unassuming old soul to finally open the gate—and allow whatever devious and fiending hedonistic godbeing —though never fully lying dormant, entrapped and imprisoned in a loveless and sexless prison. You might recognize me. You Know, I was one of the original Kings of comedy. If I put my heart inside a box; Maybe I'd forget how cold it was Or how far you are Or how much it hurts There's no harm in God, If there ever was one Then, reality sets in: God was my only friend No armor on, I'm at the end Or a long, long walk I'm off again And on again Nothing's impossible— stop at the alter and scoff a bit I left my coat on, I left my heart on the rooftop, A sacrifice, love At the alter, I wonder a song, Or a sonnet A song, No, what's wrong? Something off a bit God, I woke up in a coffin once Isn't that awful The rest or the song wrote itself, At the alter No, I can't stop and talk Got to get off, Cause I've never been on I've never belonged in the world I'm breaking down, jim boy Don't you know? That this show blows my mind But it's stuck in my head Don't you know That this show Blows my mind Like a firework But it's still Stuck in my Head The context is that I want you From the mustache Down to your tonsils But I'm Locke inside of a box Every day I feel poorer and poorer The product says something is wrong to me I'm supposed to just stop at the stop sign And look both directions Before crossing over to Comic nights At the salad bar What a cosmic waste of time And an epic waste of space Am I in your internet history I'm dead You surely are in mine, But I'm right behind you I'd be lying for trying to say I'm not binded Clutch bag, Nut-thins Nailed to the cross With the arches doubled over The crossword Above old Missouri Missoula and Arkansas All saw us run out of gas But I probably should just get going You're so drunk that I don't hope you sober up Understand that our little talks Were just buffered By sunrise Or sunset And two more cocktails, Shirley temples and Surely none of this ever even happened I only know you by the misery in my belly. The heartache in my ribcage. The cry I hold in silent I only know you as Remarkable I, House of cards Ace of wands Down to one Card of hades and Spare me the spade I'll be drifting in the outline and ink of it forever It's the Fourth of July and I'm just waiting on an Amazon order for water If that's not freedom I don't k me what is The elevator music Of my ascension The attitude of attraction, Gratitude, it's so unusual Fight to lose, In a room full of fools; The fuse, and the matchbox— Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to There's a lot of ways to get out of a big black duffel bag, You just have to ask, actually But there's only one To get out of the coffin, Or “Box” as they called it, That she was locked up in Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

“The Golden Rule” I finally did it. I finally set my house on fire. You don't know. I've lived there two years; I just now did it. This amazes me that just how. Here's how it happened. So I'm in my kitchen, cooking. I just worked out for like, three hours so I'm cooking everything. Everything. I put the soup on, but by the end of the workout, I'm not sure the soup is going to be enough. So, I thought to myself, “You know what, I'm going to make some tortilla chips” A few days before I made the dopest salsa. I couldn't get enough of it. It was the best salsa ever. I was like “gosh” so every day, Tacos for three days, Just to put the salsa on top, And on the fourth day, I'm like “Nah, soup.” So, I put the soup on and I go workout, But the soup, you see has roasted vegetables in in, You know? So what I had done was, I had roasted the vegetables on a pan, but the pan is a little worn, so i put them on parchment paper… … Yeah, but here's what really happened, Is I took the vegetables off of the roasting pan, and I was about to throw away the parchment paper, And I thought “Wait. No! There's still so much oil on this!” And I didn't want to be wasteful. So I turned the oven back on, And I took out the tortillas I had— There were four of them— I took out two, Just in case I wanted two actual tacos later— Cause you know, I really love this fucking salsa. So good. Anyway— I take out two of the four tortillas, And I quarter them, And I flip them in the leftover oil from the roasted vegetables, And I'm thinking— This is going to be so good Roasted vegetable flavored Corn tortilla chips— I brush on a little bit of coconut oil, I drop some lemon juice on them, I put on a little salt— And I put them in the oven— I turn the oven to broil, And then I start the dishes; Dishes takes about ten minutes, This should take about ten minutes— So I start doing the dishes, And cleaning up, And putting them away, And this is the most ironic shit in the world, I start thinking to myself Particularly about this comedian that I like And I start thinking to myself “Wow, so you're a comedian; Comedian things happen to you; You're a real comedian. I must not be a real comedian— Because comedy things don't happen to me.” And right at that moment, I just so happen to look into the oven, And all I see is flames. Like, open flames. Big, flames. So I open the oven; More flames. I'm like “Oh no.” So now I'm panicking because I've never had an apartment with a gas stove before, So I don't know how quickly flames turn into massive explosions. And it's honestly funny how suicidal I am, Until I see open flames and I'm like “No, but— not like THIS!” So I freak out, I hit the breaker. I turn off everything in the place I'm not looking to see which switch is “gas” I turned turned them all off, Click, click, click, click Put on my slip ons, and grab my phone and I'm out the door. And I'm thinking to myself “See this is why you need a phone,” Because honestly sometimes, I don't feel like paying the bill. I feel like having toilet paper, Or soap, Or water— And I just “Whatever” But lately, I've been looking for more work because I like having toilet paper, and soap, and water AND a phone— so I keep the phone on, Which, even in the moment is like “Oh yeah, wow, I have a phone” Like I'm in astonishment at how handy it is because if it's handy for anything, This is it. So I'm out the door, and I'm dialing 911 as I hit the staircase; Whoosh, I'm out the door and in the long before the operator even picks up, And I'm in the lobby, on the phone, and the operator gets the address and I'm just standing there — Mind you, I didn't even grab my keys on the way out, so I'm assuming the door is locked, And I think to myself about the size of the flames and the fact that they were coming from the oven which is connected to a gas line which is connected to the rest of the building, so I don't know how any of that stuff works, And then I start thinking. “Should I warn my neighbors?” I hate my neighbors. Or rather, My neighbors hate me. But I'm thinking of the flames and the smoke and the danger and how, if it was me, I'd want to know if the apartment next door to mine was on fire and possibly about to explode. You know; the golden rule. So I'm like “fuck it” I don't get along with these people but I don't mean to blow them up. So I run back upstairs, And I knock on their doors; Not everyone's doors, just the two doors in what I assume would be the blast area. I knock on their doors, And only one of them answers— The one that answers is, of course, The one that's been stalking me. So this is ironic at least twice, now, And she answers the door, And I explain to her the situation “Look, my apartment's on fire whatever The fire department's on the way, I'm locked out…” As I turn the knob, I realize, I'm not locked out. My door didn't even lock, I didn't notice it didn't lock, I just ran, So I'm like “Nevermind I just wanted you to know the fire departments on the way and not to panic” And she just gives me this look With her wombat face —she has wombat face. She looks like a— Like a rabid wombat. Like a— Like a really fucked up, Possum. Like a wombat-possum. And we've been having some—problems. She's my stalker. She's been stalking me; And I've noticed so, It's really awkward that I'm at her door warning her like “hey, don't freak out or anything, the fire department's coming by” And she just looks at me with those beady little eyes and a shrug that tells me If her apartment was about to explode She'd just let me incinerate. , “Whatever, fuck you.” I know I'm a good person, Cause I would want to know— so I let you know There may be danger here! Whatever. So she's like “whatever”, and shuts the door like a normal, sane person Cause my problem with her is that For the past year Every time I take a bath or shower, This wombat looking rabid possum bitch Slams the door. Not just her door, The stairwell exit door, Which is located adjacent to my door. So every time I take a bath for the last year— BOOM. BOOM. Fuck that. Theres's more to the story but you get the point. She's a white supremacist wombat with a door slamming habit. That's that story, this is another story. So anyway. And I just realized, I'm not locked out at all, and so I go back into the apartment not knowing if it contained itself, or if it got worse— I don't know, the whole place is just filled with smoke, and then the super, Who I also called and also don't like, Shows up before the fire department, And he comes in, and he opens the oven, and just— Plumes of smoke— Then the fire dudes rush in, I'm like, “Oh God” I just worked out for three hours and looked wombat girl right in the face, Like, right in the eyes Now I probably look like a wombat That shit is contagious, Fuck that. “”let me put on some sunglasses” So I put on some sunglasses, And three fire dudes walk in in full gear with canisters and shit, Masks; The whole thing. But the super already opened the oven, There's no more flames, No more fire, Just smoke— And a bunch of mad crispy Ashes. No tortilla chips, Just— Ashes, on a cookie sheet. Just— Ashes, But still, smoke everywhere so they have to follow the procedure, And the procedure is, Moving all my shit by dragging it across the floor; Ok, that's cool, I guess, Boom. One of them starts running water down the sink, Alright, Another one just rips down the curtains. I'm like “That's hot.” (It was so hot) Slides back the couch, opens the window. I'm astonished that something as simple as a man pulling down your curtain rod with no regards to giving a fuck can be so exhilirating. I'm like “oh!” Then after all that, They're just standing there. Just, In full gear, Looking at the oven like “Well, that's it.” They're like “K. Bye.” I'm like “that's it?” They're like “Yeah” I'm like l, “I don't need to do anything?” They're like “Just open the window, keep the door open till the smoke comes out” I'm like “that's all” They're like “yeah” I'm like “my bad.” They all just shrug like “whatever” Like, in unison, shrugging like to give no fucks at all, Still in full gear. The only thing I can be sure of is that all three of them are hot and if the super wasn't there, I'd inidiate a gangbang. Almost positive. But five's a crowd, or whatever, so I'm like “Well, thanks guys, sorry about that” and they all just leave, almost disappointed like there wasn't a burning building to actually show up to. I'm just relieved I didn't explode and the solace I can take from this is that I'm a good person. my neighbor is stalking me cause she has NOTHING ELSE to do. That bitch was AT the door, never leaves. She's miserable. She looks like a wombat And 3. Three firefighters entered and exited the apartment head to toe in full gear with heavy ass metal canisters and did not slam a single door. FUCK YOU HOE. Very respectful servicemen. I had called the landlord about her harassing me in the shower and the bathtub. You know she's doing it every bath and every shower for over a year she's doing it on purposes I started making formal complaints; The property management's like “Are you sure she's doing it on purpose?” THREE Fully grown men decked head to toe in full fireproof outfits, helmets, and masks entered and exited the building on one day and in ten minutes more quietly than she has at any given point over the last year. THREE FULLY GROWN MEN. WITH CANISTERS. If they can enter and exit with less noise than a 150 lb wombat— She's doing it on purpose. End of story. Well, end of that story, Or like two stories but Here's the end of this one. So finally after the dust settles And I hit the gym again Because nothing is a better preworkout Than adrenialine, (Especially when you've already had preworkout) I come back and now I'm extra famished and the Amazon guy came in all that fuss And now I have canola oils So I've been soaking some potato wedges And I decide, “Hey, I got wedges. Let's do that” So I heat the oil, and as I'm heating the oil, I realize… I still have two tortillas. Maybe that was the whole point! I'm being a pussy, making tortilla chips, In the oven, on parchment paper, Like a little bitch! So I'm like “Alright, cool, When these wedges are done, the oil should be the perfect temperature for the tortilla chips To be made the old fashioned way The RIGHT way!” So I wait, I do the wedges, and I drop the tortillas, And I wait for them to get golden brown, I drain the oil, I put them out to cool; I do the dishes while they cool, whatever, I grab the salsa container out of the fridge, I take the bowl into the studio so I can watch YouTube while I enjoy my chips, I plop down, Turn on the you tube I open the salsa container— And it's empty. There's no more salsa. I put the container in the fridge empty. Silly me. “You're a comedian, comedy things happen to you.” Suddenly, as I looked up from my makeshift workspace, where I had been toiling away for hours at seemingly nothing—I realized the world was full of everything I'd ever wanted to fuck; something primal and ancient had been awakening within me and I was left in a dangerous volitile position, drifting somewhere between reckless promiscuity in a sexual escapade—and the pseudo-conservative now-only partially celibate maiden form of fantasy—there wasn't anything I could do but wait inside my tragic box for some unassuming old soul to finally open the gate—and allow whatever devious and fiending hedonistic godbeing —though never fully lying dormant, entrapped and imprisoned in a loveless and sexless prison. You might recognize me. You Know, I was one of the original Kings of comedy. If I put my heart inside a box; Maybe I'd forget how cold it was Or how far you are Or how much it hurts There's no harm in God, If there ever was one Then, reality sets in: God was my only friend No armor on, I'm at the end Or a long, long walk I'm off again And on again Nothing's impossible— stop at the alter and scoff a bit I left my coat on, I left my heart on the rooftop, A sacrifice, love At the alter, I wonder a song, Or a sonnet A song, No, what's wrong? Something off a bit God, I woke up in a coffin once Isn't that awful The rest or the song wrote itself, At the alter No, I can't stop and talk Got to get off, Cause I've never been on I've never belonged in the world I'm breaking down, jim boy Don't you know? That this show blows my mind But it's stuck in my head Don't you know That this show Blows my mind Like a firework But it's still Stuck in my Head The context is that I want you From the mustache Down to your tonsils But I'm Locke inside of a box Every day I feel poorer and poorer The product says something is wrong to me I'm supposed to just stop at the stop sign And look both directions Before crossing over to Comic nights At the salad bar What a cosmic waste of time And an epic waste of space Am I in your internet history I'm dead You surely are in mine, But I'm right behind you I'd be lying for trying to say I'm not binded Clutch bag, Nut-thins Nailed to the cross With the arches doubled over The crossword Above old Missouri Missoula and Arkansas All saw us run out of gas But I probably should just get going You're so drunk that I don't hope you sober up Understand that our little talks Were just buffered By sunrise Or sunset And two more cocktails, Shirley temples and Surely none of this ever even happened I only know you by the misery in my belly. The heartache in my ribcage. The cry I hold in silent I only know you as Remarkable I, House of cards Ace of wands Down to one Card of hades and Spare me the spade I'll be drifting in the outline and ink of it forever It's the Fourth of July and I'm just waiting on an Amazon order for water If that's not freedom I don't k me what is The elevator music Of my ascension The attitude of attraction, Gratitude, it's so unusual Fight to lose, In a room full of fools; The fuse, and the matchbox— Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to There's a lot of ways to get out of a big black duffel bag, You just have to ask, actually But there's only one To get out of the coffin, Or “Box” as they called it, That she was locked up in Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

“The Golden Rule” I finally did it. I finally set my house on fire. You don't know. I've lived there two years; I just now did it. This amazes me that just how. Here's how it happened. So I'm in my kitchen, cooking. I just worked out for like, three hours so I'm cooking everything. Everything. I put the soup on, but by the end of the workout, I'm not sure the soup is going to be enough. So, I thought to myself, “You know what, I'm going to make some tortilla chips” A few days before I made the dopest salsa. I couldn't get enough of it. It was the best salsa ever. I was like “gosh” so every day, Tacos for three days, Just to put the salsa on top, And on the fourth day, I'm like “Nah, soup.” So, I put the soup on and I go workout, But the soup, you see has roasted vegetables in in, You know? So what I had done was, I had roasted the vegetables on a pan, but the pan is a little worn, so i put them on parchment paper… … Yeah, but here's what really happened, Is I took the vegetables off of the roasting pan, and I was about to throw away the parchment paper, And I thought “Wait. No! There's still so much oil on this!” And I didn't want to be wasteful. So I turned the oven back on, And I took out the tortillas I had— There were four of them— I took out two, Just in case I wanted two actual tacos later— Cause you know, I really love this fucking salsa. So good. Anyway— I take out two of the four tortillas, And I quarter them, And I flip them in the leftover oil from the roasted vegetables, And I'm thinking— This is going to be so good Roasted vegetable flavored Corn tortilla chips— I brush on a little bit of coconut oil, I drop some lemon juice on them, I put on a little salt— And I put them in the oven— I turn the oven to broil, And then I start the dishes; Dishes takes about ten minutes, This should take about ten minutes— So I start doing the dishes, And cleaning up, And putting them away, And this is the most ironic shit in the world, I start thinking to myself Particularly about this comedian that I like And I start thinking to myself “Wow, so you're a comedian; Comedian things happen to you; You're a real comedian. I must not be a real comedian— Because comedy things don't happen to me.” And right at that moment, I just so happen to look into the oven, And all I see is flames. Like, open flames. Big, flames. So I open the oven; More flames. I'm like “Oh no.” So now I'm panicking because I've never had an apartment with a gas stove before, So I don't know how quickly flames turn into massive explosions. And it's honestly funny how suicidal I am, Until I see open flames and I'm like “No, but— not like THIS!” So I freak out, I hit the breaker. I turn off everything in the place I'm not looking to see which switch is “gas” I turned turned them all off, Click, click, click, click Put on my slip ons, and grab my phone and I'm out the door. And I'm thinking to myself “See this is why you need a phone,” Because honestly sometimes, I don't feel like paying the bill. I feel like having toilet paper, Or soap, Or water— And I just “Whatever” But lately, I've been looking for more work because I like having toilet paper, and soap, and water AND a phone— so I keep the phone on, Which, even in the moment is like “Oh yeah, wow, I have a phone” Like I'm in astonishment at how handy it is because if it's handy for anything, This is it. So I'm out the door, and I'm dialing 911 as I hit the staircase; Whoosh, I'm out the door and in the long before the operator even picks up, And I'm in the lobby, on the phone, and the operator gets the address and I'm just standing there — Mind you, I didn't even grab my keys on the way out, so I'm assuming the door is locked, And I think to myself about the size of the flames and the fact that they were coming from the oven which is connected to a gas line which is connected to the rest of the building, so I don't know how any of that stuff works, And then I start thinking. “Should I warn my neighbors?” I hate my neighbors. Or rather, My neighbors hate me. But I'm thinking of the flames and the smoke and the danger and how, if it was me, I'd want to know if the apartment next door to mine was on fire and possibly about to explode. You know; the golden rule. So I'm like “fuck it” I don't get along with these people but I don't mean to blow them up. So I run back upstairs, And I knock on their doors; Not everyone's doors, just the two doors in what I assume would be the blast area. I knock on their doors, And only one of them answers— The one that answers is, of course, The one that's been stalking me. So this is ironic at least twice, now, And she answers the door, And I explain to her the situation “Look, my apartment's on fire whatever The fire department's on the way, I'm locked out…” As I turn the knob, I realize, I'm not locked out. My door didn't even lock, I didn't notice it didn't lock, I just ran, So I'm like “Nevermind I just wanted you to know the fire departments on the way and not to panic” And she just gives me this look With her wombat face —she has wombat face. She looks like a— Like a rabid wombat. Like a— Like a really fucked up, Possum. Like a wombat-possum. And we've been having some—problems. She's my stalker. She's been stalking me; And I've noticed so, It's really awkward that I'm at her door warning her like “hey, don't freak out or anything, the fire department's coming by” And she just looks at me with those beady little eyes and a shrug that tells me If her apartment was about to explode She'd just let me incinerate. , “Whatever, fuck you.” I know I'm a good person, Cause I would want to know— so I let you know There may be danger here! Whatever. So she's like “whatever”, and shuts the door like a normal, sane person Cause my problem with her is that For the past year Every time I take a bath or shower, This wombat looking rabid possum bitch Slams the door. Not just her door, The stairwell exit door, Which is located adjacent to my door. So every time I take a bath for the last year— BOOM. BOOM. Fuck that. Theres's more to the story but you get the point. She's a white supremacist wombat with a door slamming habit. That's that story, this is another story. So anyway. And I just realized, I'm not locked out at all, and so I go back into the apartment not knowing if it contained itself, or if it got worse— I don't know, the whole place is just filled with smoke, and then the super, Who I also called and also don't like, Shows up before the fire department, And he comes in, and he opens the oven, and just— Plumes of smoke— Then the fire dudes rush in, I'm like, “Oh God” I just worked out for three hours and looked wombat girl right in the face, Like, right in the eyes Now I probably look like a wombat That shit is contagious, Fuck that. “”let me put on some sunglasses” So I put on some sunglasses, And three fire dudes walk in in full gear with canisters and shit, Masks; The whole thing. But the super already opened the oven, There's no more flames, No more fire, Just smoke— And a bunch of mad crispy Ashes. No tortilla chips, Just— Ashes, on a cookie sheet. Just— Ashes, But still, smoke everywhere so they have to follow the procedure, And the procedure is, Moving all my shit by dragging it across the floor; Ok, that's cool, I guess, Boom. One of them starts running water down the sink, Alright, Another one just rips down the curtains. I'm like “That's hot.” (It was so hot) Slides back the couch, opens the window. I'm astonished that something as simple as a man pulling down your curtain rod with no regards to giving a fuck can be so exhilirating. I'm like “oh!” Then after all that, They're just standing there. Just, In full gear, Looking at the oven like “Well, that's it.” They're like “K. Bye.” I'm like “that's it?” They're like “Yeah” I'm like l, “I don't need to do anything?” They're like “Just open the window, keep the door open till the smoke comes out” I'm like “that's all” They're like “yeah” I'm like “my bad.” They all just shrug like “whatever” Like, in unison, shrugging like to give no fucks at all, Still in full gear. The only thing I can be sure of is that all three of them are hot and if the super wasn't there, I'd inidiate a gangbang. Almost positive. But five's a crowd, or whatever, so I'm like “Well, thanks guys, sorry about that” and they all just leave, almost disappointed like there wasn't a burning building to actually show up to. I'm just relieved I didn't explode and the solace I can take from this is that I'm a good person. my neighbor is stalking me cause she has NOTHING ELSE to do. That bitch was AT the door, never leaves. She's miserable. She looks like a wombat And 3. Three firefighters entered and exited the apartment head to toe in full gear with heavy ass metal canisters and did not slam a single door. FUCK YOU HOE. Very respectful servicemen. I had called the landlord about her harassing me in the shower and the bathtub. You know she's doing it every bath and every shower for over a year she's doing it on purposes I started making formal complaints; The property management's like “Are you sure she's doing it on purpose?” THREE Fully grown men decked head to toe in full fireproof outfits, helmets, and masks entered and exited the building on one day and in ten minutes more quietly than she has at any given point over the last year. THREE FULLY GROWN MEN. WITH CANISTERS. If they can enter and exit with less noise than a 150 lb wombat— She's doing it on purpose. End of story. Well, end of that story, Or like two stories but Here's the end of this one. So finally after the dust settles And I hit the gym again Because nothing is a better preworkout Than adrenialine, (Especially when you've already had preworkout) I come back and now I'm extra famished and the Amazon guy came in all that fuss And now I have canola oils So I've been soaking some potato wedges And I decide, “Hey, I got wedges. Let's do that” So I heat the oil, and as I'm heating the oil, I realize… I still have two tortillas. Maybe that was the whole point! I'm being a pussy, making tortilla chips, In the oven, on parchment paper, Like a little bitch! So I'm like “Alright, cool, When these wedges are done, the oil should be the perfect temperature for the tortilla chips To be made the old fashioned way The RIGHT way!” So I wait, I do the wedges, and I drop the tortillas, And I wait for them to get golden brown, I drain the oil, I put them out to cool; I do the dishes while they cool, whatever, I grab the salsa container out of the fridge, I take the bowl into the studio so I can watch YouTube while I enjoy my chips, I plop down, Turn on the you tube I open the salsa container— And it's empty. There's no more salsa. I put the container in the fridge empty. Silly me. “You're a comedian, comedy things happen to you.” Suddenly, as I looked up from my makeshift workspace, where I had been toiling away for hours at seemingly nothing—I realized the world was full of everything I'd ever wanted to fuck; something primal and ancient had been awakening within me and I was left in a dangerous volitile position, drifting somewhere between reckless promiscuity in a sexual escapade—and the pseudo-conservative now-only partially celibate maiden form of fantasy—there wasn't anything I could do but wait inside my tragic box for some unassuming old soul to finally open the gate—and allow whatever devious and fiending hedonistic godbeing —though never fully lying dormant, entrapped and imprisoned in a loveless and sexless prison. You might recognize me. You Know, I was one of the original Kings of comedy. If I put my heart inside a box; Maybe I'd forget how cold it was Or how far you are Or how much it hurts There's no harm in God, If there ever was one Then, reality sets in: God was my only friend No armor on, I'm at the end Or a long, long walk I'm off again And on again Nothing's impossible— stop at the alter and scoff a bit I left my coat on, I left my heart on the rooftop, A sacrifice, love At the alter, I wonder a song, Or a sonnet A song, No, what's wrong? Something off a bit God, I woke up in a coffin once Isn't that awful The rest or the song wrote itself, At the alter No, I can't stop and talk Got to get off, Cause I've never been on I've never belonged in the world I'm breaking down, jim boy Don't you know? That this show blows my mind But it's stuck in my head Don't you know That this show Blows my mind Like a firework But it's still Stuck in my Head The context is that I want you From the mustache Down to your tonsils But I'm Locke inside of a box Every day I feel poorer and poorer The product says something is wrong to me I'm supposed to just stop at the stop sign And look both directions Before crossing over to Comic nights At the salad bar What a cosmic waste of time And an epic waste of space Am I in your internet history I'm dead You surely are in mine, But I'm right behind you I'd be lying for trying to say I'm not binded Clutch bag, Nut-thins Nailed to the cross With the arches doubled over The crossword Above old Missouri Missoula and Arkansas All saw us run out of gas But I probably should just get going You're so drunk that I don't hope you sober up Understand that our little talks Were just buffered By sunrise Or sunset And two more cocktails, Shirley temples and Surely none of this ever even happened I only know you by the misery in my belly. The heartache in my ribcage. The cry I hold in silent I only know you as Remarkable I, House of cards Ace of wands Down to one Card of hades and Spare me the spade I'll be drifting in the outline and ink of it forever It's the Fourth of July and I'm just waiting on an Amazon order for water If that's not freedom I don't k me what is The elevator music Of my ascension The attitude of attraction, Gratitude, it's so unusual Fight to lose, In a room full of fools; The fuse, and the matchbox— Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to There's a lot of ways to get out of a big black duffel bag, You just have to ask, actually But there's only one To get out of the coffin, Or “Box” as they called it, That she was locked up in Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

JR on the Thunder and Suns extending their stars. | Giannis is “probably” going to stay in Milwaukee. | JR on the Yankees releasing DJ LeMahieu and how Anisimova reached the final at Wimbledon. | JR previews the MLB Home Run Derby. |

California figs are increasingly showing up in different culinary takes on familiar dishes, and “Farmers' Share of the Food Dollar” highlights how little family farmers earn compared to how much consumers pay.

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On what was supposed to be Gavin's last day of his cancer treatment, everything changed in an instant. In this episode of I Saved You. Now, Do the Dishes, I share the story of an unexpected and frightening detour — a rush to the ER that none of us saw coming. This episode dives into the emotional whiplash of caregiving: the mental load, the constant uncertainty, and how quickly a “normal” day can unravel. It's raw, it's real, and it's another reminder that caregivers are constantly navigating the line between hope and emergency. If you've ever felt like the ground shifted beneath you in an instant, this one's for you. If you're a family caregiver, reach out to Carrie at www.carrieseverson.com or follow at https://www.instagram.com/authorcarrieseverson/. In I Saved You. Now, Do the Dishes, Carrie discusses the importance of caregiver support as she reflects on being a family caregiver during her husband's cancer journey. She shares stories and tips from her experience, highlighting the need for essential caregiver resources. As season one comes to a close, she teases the return of the podcast in the fall.

In this episode of I Saved You. Now, Do the Dishes Podcast, Carrie Severson shares the moment she realized they'd fallen through the cracks. Despite all the check-ins, appointments, and protocols, Carrie learned—after Gavin was nearly finished with his cancer treatment plan, including several rounds of chemotherapy—that he was never even scheduled to see an oncology nurse. That same day, his essential medication was sent to the wrong pharmacy during one of the most critical and fragile points in his care. This episode is a raw look at the administrative breakdowns that can define the caregiver experience, and what it's really like to become the coordinator, advocate, and emotional anchor all at once. This episode reflects on the purpose of I Saved You. Now, Do the Dishes podcast and Carrie share more tips for caregiving from her experience and invite listeners to share their thoughts. As this season of the show is coming to a close, she hopes to continue providing caregiver support for family caregivers when season two picks up in the fall! If you're a family caregiver, reach out to Carrie at www.carrieseverson.com or follow at https://www.instagram.com/authorcarrieseverson/.

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning, television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Chef David Rose. Known for his appearances on TV cooking shows and national talk shows, discusses his career, culinary influences, and his latest cookbook, Eggin': David Rose Cooks on the Big Green Egg.

Eileen Dunne-Creszenci gives Brendan a tour of the dishes that make an Italian summer from a simple melon starter to flavourful pasta salads and the zingy delight of a sgroppino cocktail.

Today's show brings you flavorful food from across the globe. We discuss a new book with special Asian-style barbecue recipes. Also, a look at the healthy “African heritage diet” that can boost the immune system and reduce inflammation. And, a cookbook that's been hailed as the first comprehensive guide to home cooking from all six regions of Nigeria. Plus, attempts to grow food — in space!Listen to today's Music Heard on Air. Learn about your ad choices: dovetail.prx.org/ad-choices

《聽見花蓮：聲音裡的英語與旅行》——英文老師變導遊，維尼用聲音帶你旅行花蓮，學英文、看在地風景，還有滿滿故事和笑料！ 本集邀請花蓮流流社原住民風味餐廳的老闆，分享噶瑪蘭族的無菜單料理，透過飲食了解部落文化。一起來聽聽維尼在這場訪談中學到的文化與故事，感受食物背後的智慧與溫度。 花蓮流流社原住民風味餐廳：https://www.facebook.com/LiuLiurestaurant

This week on Bold American, Cons, Ryan, and Rob discuss their last 72 as well as welcome Rob's newborn (00:00-20:49), the Navy and Army academies host their reception days and the different ways they do so (20:50-35:53) Best 4th of July memories (35:54-46:15), The ideal 4th of July (46:16-53:35) and what the ideal plate on the 4th is. (53:36-59:09) and we end the show with some post-show discussion. (59:10-01:06:57) Happy 4th! Like and subscribe.You can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/ZeroBlog30

Today on The 105: 247Sports Director of Scouting Andrew Ivins and 247Sports National Recruiting Analyst Mike Roach, break down the Texas state 7v7 tournament and Future 50 showcase. The guys also discuss top recruiting battles for Jalen Lott and Felix Ojo, as well as a surprising potential destination for the No. 1 overall 2027 prospect, Elijah Haven. Be sure to leave mailbag questions for the show in the comments. Download and subscribe to The 105 on Apple, Spotify, and wherever else you listen to podcasts! Follow the show on Twitter/X: ⁠@The105Guys⁠ Instagram: ⁠@the105_guys⁠  Follow our hosts on Twitter/X: ⁠@Andrew_Ivins⁠, ⁠@cpetagna247⁠ Watch The 105 on YouTube: ⁠https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0nXu_wb0qpQ&list=PL-5Yp3exzDXCRO9xdX8aqde2s1fHA4z2Z⁠ To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Andrea Gonzmart Williams, the fifth-generation caretaker of the Columbia Restaurant Group and Tampa's 2024 Hispanic Woman of the Year, joins Owen LaFave to tell the inspiring story of an establishment that needs no introduction if you're a local. Founded in 1905, the Columbia Restaurant survived historical events like the Great Depression, Prohibition, and the Spanish Flu and has expanded to include other restaurant brands such as Ulele, Goody Goody, and Cha Cha Coconuts in Sarasota. Andrea describes how consistency has allowed this family-owned business to balance tradition and innovation across generations for nearly 120 years. From surviving financial challenges to hurricanes and COVID, Andrea recounts how her father's leadership and resilience helped save and grow the business while always prioritizing community and working alongside staff. She reveals how the company makes caring for employees a priority—keeping them paid and supported through the pandemic and other crises—and reflects on the emotional weight of carrying on her family's legacy. What is Andrea's own approach to leadership in the restaurant industry? Spoiler: It involves putting in the hours, even when that means rolling up your sleeves to do dishes at 2am.   The Bank of Tampa | Member FDIC

"Vanderpump Villa" star Sianna Renee chatted with "Virtual Reali-Tea" co-hosts Danny Murphy and Evan Real. The model shared her experience at the villa and reveals her thoughts on Marciano Brunette rumored make out session with married "Secret Lives of Mormon Wives" star. Check out the full interview and more! Stream "Vanderpump Villa" on Hulu now Follow us on Instagram! Sign up for our newsletter! Check us out on YouTube! Head to our show page for more tea! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Does anyone remember those Bartender school commercials they used to run on daytime TV? It was a specific school for a specific task - serving drinks. The wave pool world does not have a university program. Surfing does, but not surf parks. Those who excel in this space tend to have a background cobbled from hospitality, resort and adventure tourism experience. And then there are some people who just have a sensibility that allows them to excel at whatever they decide to apply themselves to. Amy Hunt is such a person. The level of knowledge and moxie to deal with the many layers, nuances and chaos control to run a surf park, Amy has in spades. And this is something I'm finding out as we talk to more wave pool operators around the world. The skills needed aren't so much about having a wave pool-specific background, although in some years there will be a certificate for that - the skill set combines qualities like unicorn communication abilities along with creative problem solving meshed with hyper attention to detail. I discovered this thread during our conversation with Amy. She learns quickly, cares about the details and works tirelessly. The wave pool at Waco Surf is just one, small component to a 500-acre ranch that includes a cable park, lazy river, water slides, cabins, ponds, an island with lemurs and more. In this conversation we are gifted keen insights as she drills down the details of operation at what is today, America's favorite surf park.

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ON TODAY'S SHOW: Opener Tradie V Lady First Calls Birthday Wheel O News Snap Predictions $10,000 Pop Quiz Unlucky Ways People Were Caught Cheating Guess The Year O News Last Calls Follow us on @kyleandjackieo for more.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ari Miller's evolution from journalist to chef was anything but traditional. In this revealing conversation, he shares how food became both his creative outlet and medium for making sense of a dark and complicated world. From growing up in a dysfunctional household consumed with historical atrocities, to finding meaning in kitchens in Tel Aviv and Philly, Ari shares stories about the mentors who shaped him, the politics of sourcing, and why he believes every dish contains a story—whether or not it's given voice. We also dig into his viral “friz wit” cheesesteak, the meaning of “relationship cuisine," and the role of cooking in his life today. It is a conversation about identity, memory, and the power of food to tell complex, human stories.Huge thanks to Andrew Talks to Chefs' presenting sponsor, meez, the recipe operating software for culinary professionals. Meez powers the Andrew Talks to Chefs podcast as part of the meez  Network, featuring a breadth of food and beverage podcasts and newsletters.  THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW:Andrew is a writer by trade. If you'd like to support him, there's no better way than by purchasing his most recent book, The Dish: The Lives and Labor Behind One Plate of Food (October 2023), about all the key people (in the restaurant, on farms, in delivery trucks, etc.) whose stories and work come together in a single restaurant dish.We'd love if you followed us on Instagram. Please also follow Andrew's real-time journal of the travel, research, writing, and production of/for his next book The Opening (working title), which will track four restaurants in different parts of the U.S. from inception to launch.For Andrew's writing, dining, and personal adventures, follow along at his personal feed.Thank you for listening—please don't hesitate to reach out with any feedback and/or suggestions!

Antonio Brown is wanted for attempted murder and is out of the country in Dubai and is claiming he is innocent. Hailey Bieber has been spotted twice without her wedding ring. Orlando Bloom apparently found Katy Perry's trip to space cringe. Plus, Nick Cannon was asked to name all of his kids on a podcast and he was unable to.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Podcaster Taylor Strecker stopped by the Page Six studio to chat with "Virtual Reali-Tea" hosts Danny Murphy and Evan Real. The "Taste of Taylor" podcast host had a lot of tea to spill, including a juicy story about Zack from "The Valley." She also dished about her appearance on "Vanderpump Villa," her thoughts on "Real Housewives of Rhode Island" and more! Follow us on ⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠! Sign up for our ⁠⁠⁠⁠newsletter⁠⁠⁠⁠! Check us out on ⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠! Head to ⁠⁠⁠⁠our show page⁠⁠⁠⁠ for more tea! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

WNBA Champion and Los Angeles Sparks star Kelsey Plum joins Lisa Leslie on Between the Lines powered by Microsoft Copilot to discuss her first year in LA, how she's grown as a player, her time on the Aces, what it's like guarding Caitlin Clark, her advice to WNBA rookies, and much, much more. You can find out more about Copilot here: https://copilot.microsoft.com/chats/cmmluw6jgy9 #wnba #womenssports #womensbasketball There's a gap between how people talk about the W and how fans actually experience it. Between the Lines is here to close it. Hosted by the legendary Lisa Leslie, this weekly podcast serves up unfiltered takes, expert insight, and candid interviews for the true fans of the game. Made by people who love the W, for those who can't live without it. Just Women's Sports is the leading digital media platform dedicated exclusively to women's sports. In a world where women's sports have been historically underfunded and under-promoted, Just Women's Sports exists to shine a light on all the stories, athletes and moments that define and fuel the space. Through original podcasts, premium video programming, social media, editorial content, a newsletter, and exclusive merchandise and live events, Just Women's Sports is committed to making it both easy and fun to be a women's sports fan. Add us on: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/justwomenssports/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/justwsports Tik Tok: https://www.tiktok.com/@justwomenssports?

Each week, Paul Foster & Simon Alexander catch up for coffee. This week: Hot weather, stew cooking, more cowboy stories, pizzas, dishes Paul's most proud of and chewing the industry fat. We are delighted to be in partnership with Unilever Food Solutions. You can download and read through their comprehensive Future Menus report here, just go to ufs.com/NightcapFutureMenus Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Four founders prove you don't need Silicon Valley, a technical degree, or a massive seed round to build a massive company. We go through the key observations from the last 4 episodes: How Skip created a $200M business in a third tier city, Polarsteps' NPS‑obsessed rise, Jobber's decade‑long compounding engine, and why a small decision was key to Public.com's huge success. You'll learn when to ignore best practices, how to choose one north‑star metric, and why slow, relentless improvement beats silver‑bullet fantasies. Perfect fuel for scrappy founders hunting product–market fit.Why You Should ListenThe single‑metric focus that took a travel app to $10M ARR through CovidTurning six months of “no's” into $100M ARR: the slow‑burn playbookWhy mastering your craft first can unlock your next billion‑dollar ideaPicking the rules to break: using “unconventional” as an unfair advantage00:00:00 Intro00:01:30 Why location odds matter less than you think00:02:50 Skip the Dishes proves huge wins can start in tiny markets00:05:30 Polarsteps shows what happens when one metric rules them all00:09:00 Jobber's decade‑long slow burn to compounding growth00:14:40 Public.com and the power of diving deep into your craft00:21:40 The real skill: knowing when to ignore conventional wisdom00:24:30 Key takeaways and next steps for your own playbookSend me a message to let me know what you think!

In this episode I transformed my Imperfect Food delivery ingredients into three zero to minimal food packaging waste dishes. I made an applesauce infused with turmeric, a traditional Sicilian sardines & pasta, and a simple but astoundingly delicious fusilli with zucchini.• One oversized apple become an absolutely delicious homemade applesauce with turmeric for color, flavor and of course wonderful nutritious and healing properties. • Traditional Sicilian pasta recipe features sardines, fennel, golden raisins, and a savory garnish of toasted breadcrumbs & fresh fennel frons. • The simple but Dlicious zucchini fusilli dish uses blanched zucchini planks, garlic, and lemon juice topped with the toasted breadcrumbs adds a perfect texture to both pasta dishes.• All dishes use minimal packaging and reduce food waste.  I like this format. Please let me know your thoughts.  Should you need any guidance along the way, I'm reachable any number of ways. Please share with friends if you enjoy this podcast! Find me at d@recipes4survival, @donnargoldman1 on Instagram, and my website, recipes4survival.com.MINDFUL MEALS & SUSTAINABLE LIVING - The Art of Living an Elevated Lifestyle

Kaya Jones, a former member of the Pussycat Dolls, has made several claims regarding Sean "Diddy" Combs and his associates:Pressure to Engage in Sexual Activities: Jones has shared that during her time with the Pussycat Dolls, she felt pressured to engage in sexual relationships with powerful figures in the music industry, including those linked to Combs.Abuse by Combs' Inner Circle: In interviews, she recounted uncomfortable encounters with individuals connected to Combs, suggesting that the environment around him was part of a larger pattern of industry misconduct.Industry-Wide Exploitation: Jones has emphasized that the issues surrounding Combs reflect a broader culture of abuse in the entertainment world. She believes that the recent lawsuits against Combs could lead to meaningful change and accountability in the industry.Her comments add to the ongoing conversation about Combs' alleged misconduct and underscore the systemic nature of exploitation within the music business.   In this episode, we take a look at what she had to say.(commercial at 7:35)to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:Pussycat Dolls star Kaya Jones says the powerful men on Diddy list are the same 'suits' who abused her | Daily Mail Online

This week, Bobby and Alex react to the stunning news that the Boston Red Sox traded Rafael Devers for an underwhelming package of four players from the San Francisco Giants. Then, they discuss Alex Rodriguez's riveting interview in The Strategist, before digging into the details of the story about Justin Ishbia investing in the White Sox with the intention of buying them in the future. Finally, they discuss YET ANOTHER ball controversy, this time that the ball is not carrying as far as it did previously due to raised seams causing more drag.Links:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠TP Kansas City Meetup Form⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Join the Tipping Pitches Patreon ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Tipping Pitches merchandise ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Call the Tipping Pitches voicemail: 785-422-5881Tipping Pitches features original music from Steve Sladkowski of PUP.

Can you leave your dishes in the sink "to soak?" How much notice do you need to give before hosting an overnight guest? How much noise is too much after midnight? Comedian Michael Abber, host of the web series 'Roommate Court,' discusses how he thinks about the issues that arise when two independent adults share a home, and listeners call in to have their roommate disputes mediated and adjudicated. 

Kaya Jones, a former member of the Pussycat Dolls, has made several claims regarding Sean "Diddy" Combs and his associates:Pressure to Engage in Sexual Activities: Jones has shared that during her time with the Pussycat Dolls, she felt pressured to engage in sexual relationships with powerful figures in the music industry, including those linked to Combs.Abuse by Combs' Inner Circle: In interviews, she recounted uncomfortable encounters with individuals connected to Combs, suggesting that the environment around him was part of a larger pattern of industry misconduct.Industry-Wide Exploitation: Jones has emphasized that the issues surrounding Combs reflect a broader culture of abuse in the entertainment world. She believes that the recent lawsuits against Combs could lead to meaningful change and accountability in the industry.Her comments add to the ongoing conversation about Combs' alleged misconduct and underscore the systemic nature of exploitation within the music business.   In this episode, we take a look at what she had to say.(commercial at 7:35)to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:Pussycat Dolls star Kaya Jones says the powerful men on Diddy list are the same 'suits' who abused her | Daily Mail OnlineBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.

Aucklanders have nominated the city's top 100 restaurant dishes. The fifth annual 'Iconic Auckland Eats' list whittled down well over 3000 submissions to a selection of 100 local restaurants. Felix Walton reports.

This is a Vintage Selection from 2006The BanterThe Guys talk about premium products and how much is too much to pay. From wild salmon to select chocolate, everyone has their spending limit…and The Guys wish theirs was a little higher. The ConversationThe Restaurant Guys meet Farmer John Peterson to hear about the documentary The Real Dirt on Farmer John. John shares his story of suffering financial and emotional hardship to creating Angel Organics, one of the largest Community Supported Agriculture farms in the US.The Inside TrackThe Guys were eager to talk to John after seeing the documentary. John equates modern farms turning organic to people finding sobriety.“When it's going from a chemical based system to a natural system, it has to be repopulated by the microorganisms. Maybe it's a little like someone going into an addiction clinic and then going from a dependent life to a healthy life. We were raising very unhealthy crops that the insects were invading. It took a long time to figure out how to build things up and how to get the soil healthy,” Farmer John Peterson on The Restaurant Guys 2006BioJohn Peterson was raised on his family's farm in Illinois. The financial calamity for the farming community hit the Peterson farm in the 1980s nearly closing the farm for good. John decided to rebuild using sustainable farming practices rather than the modern chemical-reliant approach. In 1991, Angel Organics was born. They opted for a Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) model which continued until spring of 2025. Unfortunately, farming halted due to Farmer John having a stroke.  InfoThe Real Dirt on Farmer John documentaryhttps://www.filmsforaction.org/watch/the-real-dirt-on-farmer-john-2005/InfoLocal Harvest (find CSA near you)www.localharvest.org/On Friday, June 27 Come see The Restaurant Guys LIVE with Chef Andrew Zimmern at the New Brunswick Performing Arts Center in New Brunswick, NJ. VIP tickets include a Meet & Greet After-Party with Andrew. Restaurant Guys Regulars get a discount so subscribe https://www.buzzsprout.com/2401692/subscribe Tickets https://www.restaurantguyspodcast.com/ Our Sponsors The Heldrich Hotel & Conference Centerhttps://www.theheldrich.com/ Magyar Bankhttps://www.magbank.com/ Withum Accountinghttps://www.withum.com/ Our Places Stage Left Steakhttps://www.stageleft.com/ Catherine Lombardi Restauranthttps://www.catherinelombardi.com/ Stage Left Wineshophttps://www.stageleftwineshop.com/ To hear more about food, wine and the finer things in life:https://www.instagram.com/restaurantguyspodcast/https://www.facebook.com/restaurantguysReach Out to The Guys!TheGuys@restaurantguyspodcast.com**Become a Restaurant Guys Regular and get two bonus episodes per month, bonus content and Regulars Only events.**Click Below!https://www.buzzsprout.com/2401692/subscribe

16 minutes to wash the dishes. Recorded: Tuesday April 15, 2025 10:00 am Donate to the podcast through PayPal eloftmpodcast@gmail.com Or subscribe to my comic strip at patreon.com/LNTCS

Crazy Joe is back in full effect, and he's getting made fun of by many different detractors from around the internet. He's had to cancel his call-in show because of the Onions and he wants his enemies to know that they're going to have to deal with the law if they keep It up! We have an amazing sampling of vegetarian meatballs on the menu for you today, so bring a jar of sauce to dunk them in. Metropolitan Detective is back with another episode that may now make any sense, but is sure to provide nonstop action-packed hilarity for the whole family! ...

A credit card-melting afternoon of spending, a WTF warm-up round, robot delivery workers might be a thing, a Diddy trial update, and Theresa dishes about "The Golden Bachelor"See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Being [at Work] offers a daily dose of leadership focused on helping you, the leader. During challenging times we need all of the encouragement we can get. Sometimes there's simply no playbook and we just need to do the best we can. Sometimes the best we can is being reminded of the gifts and insight you already have within. Be sure to subscribe and get your daily dose.   About Andrea Butcher Andrea Butcher is a visionary business leader, executive coach, and keynote speaker—she empowers leaders to gain clarity through the chaos by being MORE of who they already are. Her experiences—serving as CEO, leading at an executive level, and working in and leading global teams—make her uniquely qualified to support leadership and business success. She hosts the popular leadership podcast, Being [at Work] with a global audience of over 600,000 listeners and is the author of The Power in the Pivot (Red Thread Publishing 2022) and HR Kit for Dummies (Wiley 2023).   Connect with Andrea https://www.abundantempowerment.com/ LinkedIn - https://www.linkedin.com/in/leaderdevelopmentcoach/      

The host talks you through washing your dishes and wiping down your kitchen surfaces. She also discusses meal planning and shares her favorite summer recipe. Link to example chicken pasta salad recipe: https://www.gimmesomeoven.com/... Link to instructions for unlocking longer episodes: https://cleanwithmepodcast.com...Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/clean-with-me--4574793/support.