Man, I love that yat accent. Anyway, hurry up, southeast Louisiana, eat these snails before their eggs eat you.
"On Saturday evening, after serious consideration, I decided to make a little act of protest about something that matters profoundly to me. Before any explanation of that gesture, I'd like to apologise unequivocally to Richard and Adam, the contestants whose performance I disrupted; I was planning to do it once the song finished, but I got a bit nervous and went slightly early. I sincerely apologise for overshadowing their moment and to anyone watching and in the live audience who felt that their evening's entertainment was marred, or even ruined. However, I am not sorry for pelting Simon Cowell with eggs.
I have no desire to be famous [...]
I invented something delicious in my kitchen yesterday, which is not something that happens very often. I like eating food, and reading and watching TV shows about food, but I am not a great chef. This invention, however, was so delicious that it made me feel like Marcus Samuelsson. It's an eggs dish, a scramble, and totally simple. I'll share the recipe with you so you can feel like Marcus Samuelsson, too. (It's hardly worth the word "recipe," in fact.) Do you like picked herring?
"A Colombian farmer is hoping to make it into the record books after one of his chickens laid a giant egg. The egg, which at 8.6oz is about four times the average size, was laid by a hearty hen named Franciscana." There is, for some reason, video accompanying this story. It sports a rather jaunty soundtrack.
It takes six minutes to make the perfect boiled egg.
The levels of rudeness among British shoppers have apparently reached epidemic proportions: "A few examples from my local supermarket. Over Christmas, a punch-up broke out in a queue after one customer accused another of pushing in. A few weeks before that, the supermarket banned the sale of eggs to customers under the age of 16, because so many were buying them in bulk, going outside and then hurling them at the walls and each other. Another time, my parents, visiting from Scotland, witnessed two teenage boys chasing another around the aisles; while running at full speed, the one being chased was yelling into his mobile for reinforcements." It's grim!