Keeping the Dirt Clean

yeah "barbeque" is a VERY different concept/experience. In the US it's a whole type of cuisine with specific cooking methods, sauces, etc etc and so you get actual barbequeue restaurants. As a result I think even with backyard barbequeues Americans get a little more Extra about it.

A barbequeue here is putting a shitty portable grill outside and shoving some hamburgers/sausages on it during the 3 hours a year it stops raining. A lot of the time it isn't really even planned in advance because that is a fool's errand, and also a guaranteed way to make it rain You won't have to give it up because "it's not a thing we do here" but your chances of having a backyard are probably slim. (In which case you can do it in the park)

Yeah that’s also the vast majority of cookouts/BBQs in the US though. I’m way more likely to throw a couple burgs on the Weber kettle than spend all day smoking something. Unless it’s your hobby to capital B Barbeque™️ you’re not really doing all that on your average Sunday.

Fair enough. I've been to the US a fair few times and kept encountering the attitude of "british barbequeues are shit they just throw some patties on a grill" so I guess I just keep meeting capital B Barbequeue people I mean good for them but also nice to know they're the weird ones

It’s definitely a regional thing in the US. If you’re in the Deep South, people use “barbecue” to refer specifically to hours-long smoking, secret family sauce recipes, etc. People everywhere else, even in the US, will generally use “barbecue” and “grill” interchangeably just like you which makes us all guilty of high treason in certain parts of Texas

It is a well known secret in Texas that the best BBQ comes from a giant pit that’s been recycled from well, something. The more condemned the building looks, and how ancient the Pit-master looks the better the BBQ.

Also good BBQ doesn’t require sauce.

Look... I fully respect the Bridgerton costume designers' decision to just abandon historical accuracy and do their own thing.

But I will never, EVER forgive them for not using period accurate British court fashion in the one setting ridiculous enough that they might have actually pulled it off.

fun reminder, just because of the object handling thing I reblogged: artefacts that are available to touch at handling tables in museums have gone through rigorous checks with the museums conservation team before they're put onto that table, and are regularly rotated out so you don't damage them. Objects on display are not to be touched because your hands contain oils and other microbes (no matter how clean they are) than can and will, if repeated touching were allowed, destroy paints/pigments/delicate layers or simply wear away what is still left.

(Not counting naturally occurring things like people and rocks and plants)

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don't cry, okay? egyptian wood figurine of a cow suckling her calf

I don't want to ask AI a question. I don't want AI to write my sentences for me, at all ever. I don't want AI search bars to be the default and I don't want them to be in such a way that I can't opt out. I don't want this kind of AI in my life and there is no such thing as AI art, there is only theft of art from human artists by AI scrappers. I don't want any of this, I hate it. Maybe in a world that isn't driven by tech bro capitalism we can see machines doing all the dangerous inane things so humans can be free to pursue life and creativity. But that's not what's happening right now and I hate it.

Victorian 14 Karat Gold Hand Brooch c. 1850 

I’m sure someones already said this but I often see Tumblr described as a hellsite. This is fundamentally incorrect.

Tumblr is the faesite. Everybody is super confused and lost, you keep running into random places. Somehow you end up stuck there forever after interacting a couple of times. The people are all strange, everybody simultaneously seems to be from the future and the past as if time is meaningless.

YES

also technology breaks at random, and sometimes you just suddenly feel a thousand years old

prev had questions about the dressmaker thing which I agree this bio glossed over. so I looked it up, and holy crap

at the age of 18 this woman walked 250 miles (400 km) into Paris to take up a position as a dressmaker (Wiki is vague on this- I'm guessing apprenticeship?). her chaperone assaulted her and ran off with her travel documents, and the delay took so long that the job was given away to someone else. insult to injury, and how

so she became an assistant seamstress- pretty low on the dressmaking ladder -and worked her way up to, it sounds like, becoming a dressmaker proper in her own right. and yes, she made Princess Caroline's wedding gown in 1816

I can't swear this image is contemporary and the dress doesn't seem to have survived, but multiple paintings and etchings of the event show gowns similar in at least the general composition- white dress, purple or blue sleeveless overgown with gold fleurs-de-lys, etc. -so I'm inclined to at least sort of trust it

whether she continued any sort of fashion design or dressmaking alongside her marine biology career, I can't seem to find.

I can find a lot of people saying that she started as a dressmaker but "rose" to become a marine biologist, which. argh. one is not lesser than the other, people! she designed and probably fitted a princess' wedding dress (as a higher-ranking dressmaker, she likely would have had seamstresses working under her to do the actual stitching). she was already a prominent, successful woman; she just switched fields like a polymath boss!

there's also some debate over whether that's actually a photo of her- it dates from 1861, when she would have been 67 years old. some people age very slowly, hair dye existed, and it's a low-res photo, but...I'm still skeptical, personally

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best part of princess bride is that inigo loudly and openly states to anybody who will listen that he's going to kill a guy for revenge and has been chasing this for a while and instead of anybody saying "but revenge wont bring ur father back are u really sure that killing this guy will make anything better arent u scared of regretting the one thing uve spent ur entire life chasing" they're all just like "yea dude sounds cool hope you find him" and then he does and inigo kills him and is just "aw cool my dads avenged now i can go ride off into the sunset with my friends" and i think thats actually really great. yea maybe revenge isnt always the answer but it sure does make you feel better

The best part of the best part is that Inigo knows the whole time that going into it that revenge won't bring his father back—and he's counting on that.

To get his catharsis, Inigo needs Count Rugen to listen to him, to understand who he is, to know how the Count wronged him, and to accept the consequences of his own actions.

"Hello!

"My name is Inigo Montoya.

"You killed my father.

"Prepare to die."

When Inigo has Count Rugen cornered, disarmed, and wounded, he asks the Count to offer him money, power, and everything he could want.

But what Inigo Montoya wants is something Count Rugen is incapable of delivering. It is something that cannot be bought with fame and fortune.

Inigo Montoya wants his father back, but that is impossible, because his father is dead. His father is dead because Rugen killed him. And because Rugen killed Inigo's father, Rugen is a son of a bitch.

The blooms at Himeji castle.

Hyogo, Japan.

I love Rurouni kenshin.

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Gonichi Kimura, 1945

“A Hiroshima Bombing Victim's Skin is Burned in the Pattern Corresponding to a Kimono”