The villain shuffled awkwardly. “So…you don’t have anywhere to live? Like, at all?”
“Not since you blew up my apartment block last week, no. I don’t exactly have enough money floating around for another down payment.”
“Well, I’ve, uh…” The villain scratched their back of their head, discomfort radiating off them in waves. “I, uh, don’t have that kind of money either, but I do- I have been looking for a new roommate. You wouldn’t need a huge upfront sum for that, and it would help me out too, and, well, at least we wouldn’t have to worry about our roommate finding out our secret IDs? So…what do you think?”
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Sometimes you just want a fun fictional read but don’t want to commit yourself to reading like a dozen books. That’s where these series come in.
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The main thing I get from Dylan Hollis cooking old recipes is this:
Recipes from the 1910s and the Great Depression are great, and I suspect it’s because they were made by someone with limited resources. But they found a way to make something good, maybe even something fantastic with those limited resources, and they wanted to write it down and share with their friends so that they could also make something out of saltines and potatoes. Recipes from the 1910s and the Great Depression are written down and shared in love.
The recipes you should fear come from the 1950s and 1960s, which I’m pretty sure are written down and shared as a form of McCarthyism.