There was a period when I was getting a lot of banana bread, because I mentioned someone cooked me banana bread, and then everyone cooked me baked stuff, and I would take it to the hotel, and it was making me fat.
Doping in English football is restricted to lager and baked beans with sausages. After which the players take to the field, belching and farting. English football culture is one of pure, intense competition, and that's why I have always preferred it to Italy.
Literature is a cake with many toys baked inside--and even if you find them all, if you don't enjoy the path that leads you to them, it will be a hollow accomplishment.
For years now I have run a kitchen-sink punk salon in my house, called Salon du Gay. In the early days, people would pay for a riot grrrl bob or a passable bleach job with a mixtape, $3 or a selection of baked goods - whichever they could afford. More recently though, with Gossip doing well, I've performed these punk hair transformations for free.
Women encourage killers. They do it by falling in love with warriors and heroes. Men know it and respond with enthusiasm. The Crusaders marched off to war with ladies favors in their helmets. The heroes sliced up adults and baked infants on spits, all the while thinking of how the damsels back home would admire their bravery.
The good news is, the cake is baked. Barack Obama will not be reelected president.
I like crunchy things like Baked Lays.
If you were a Colombian, you would have your version of an empanada. If you are an Argentinean, you might find a dough that's baked and has a butter sheen on it. And then in Ecuador, you'll find more crispy-fried empanadas. So, yeah, every culture has their own version of empanadas.
Don't be deceived by life's outcomes. Life's outcomes, while not entirely random, have a huge amount of luck baked into them.
For me, a plain baked potato is the most delicious one. . . . It is soothing and enough.
I loved their home. Everything smelled older, worn but safe; the food aroma had baked itself into the furniture.
My idea of heaven is a great big baked potato and someone to share it with.
We resort, frankly, to pies, which is a comedy staple that's gone back, I guess, to since the first pie was ever baked.
I suppose I could have stayed home and baked cookies and had teas.
Cupcakes are the tattooed brunette chick of the baked goods world.
I just played at a club in L. A. called the Baked Potato. It fits like 90 people. It's like playing somewhere in a basement in, like, Indiana or somewhere where all your friends show up. It's really fun and there's a very different energy to that than to play to 50,000 at a Tokyo baseball stadium.
All millionaires love a baked apple.
Paul Hollywood's "You're under baked" is even better than "You're fired. "
. . . if ever the sun rises upon Barbecue, its flavor vanishes like Cinderella's silks, and it becomes cold baked beef - staler in the chill dawn than illicit love.
Whether it's Facebook or Google or the other companies, that basic principle that users should be able to see and control information about them that they themselves have revealed to the companies is not baked into how the companies work. But it's bigger than privacy. Privacy is about what you're willing to reveal about yourself.
