I’m so sure that this thing will happen, that I’m willing to make a bet whereby I’ll pay you dollars if it doesn’t happen, and you pay me donuts if it does. I feel like I’m getting free donuts and my dollars are not at risk.
I’m so sure that this thing will happen, that I’m willing to make a bet whereby I’ll pay you dollars if it doesn’t happen, and you pay me donuts if it does. I feel like I’m getting free donuts and my dollars are not at risk.
A humerous combo of ‘Do bears shit in the woods?’ and ‘Is the Pope Catholic?’ Which are two jokey ways of saying ‘Yeah, obviously, duh’.
To clarify to your question, what’s inexpensive largely depends on what is already in your cupboards, but hitting those 4 areas will usually work out well.
I’ve seen a lot of good suggestions, but I wanted to point out the common theme that a marinade should have oil, salt, acid, and unami (savory/ meatiness). So for asian style maybe sesame oil, vinegar, Soy sauce (Soy sauce does salt + unami). Or my mum’s was orange juice, red wine, garlic, salt & pepper. I’d maybe add some Worcestershire sauce or olive brine for a bit extra unami, but smell it, taste it, go with your gut…
Interesting, what kind of jobs did you see that at in the uk? In my experience manual/ trades would try to finish up early on a Friday to go to the pub, but not have a beer at lunch then go back to work. And in offices it would be frowned on.
You didn’t used to be an MP by any chance?
Other reasons like zero-g orgies?
It gets to be a big liability for the individual then tho, even if the company don’t regularly enforce the rule, you’re opening up an easy way for someone to get you out of your job if they take a dislike to you sore any petty reason…
Lol, yeah I was definitely picturing a restaurant setting. Drinking white cider in the alley on your lunch break, or going to a toilet cubicle with a bottle of vodka, really projects a different image…
How do I work out my personal heart rate zone boundaries?
I haven’t heard about this, got a link or some search terms for me?
How’s it hangin’?