HAHAHAHA! I know, I know, I'm getting a lot of my food from the food bank lately, so I feel extra terrible about throwing food away. I hadn't really looked closely at them until taking those pictures today, and I already tossed the second one. Since they're fermented, white sediment is normal and expected, but I just don't know if that's what I'm seeing at the top of the first jar, or if it's something else.
Whole baby dills are my favorite. I think the brand I like best is also fermented?
Anyway, I went on a bit of a pickle bender quite some time ago, bought all sorts of pickles to find my favorite. I somehow wound up with 2 open jars and 1 unopened, all of my favorite. After some time had passed, the jars that had been open began developing some stuff on the sides of the jar above the water line. Since they're fermented to begin with, and the brine is supposed to be cloudy I imagine it's totally normal and still safe to eat, but it's weirded me out, and now they've been sitting in my fridge for over a year because I feel guilty throwing them away until I know for sure, and I can't open the third jar knowing I already have 2 open jars.
Edit: I took some pictures. I think one is likely safe, the other likely mold?
Safe?
Mold?
I recently wound up with a ~$300 ER bill while unemployed for an extended period. I tried to negotiate a payment plan, and they insisted the minimum payment was $100/month. So, they got zero.
Also switched over during the API drama, but I think only my first account (kbin.social) is lost. I did stop by lemmy.world for a bit, and think I also tried piefed.
Would it be their preferred name or legal name? What about people who go by different names in different contexts? For example, William at work, but Bill with friends & family? Or stage names? Or professional titles?
So, you're telling me that if I just walk slower, I'll be happier?
I have most definitely heard people using those words in offline communications or other situations where censorship/algorithms aren't a thing.
It's an epilator. Basically, a bunch of tweezers on a spinning thing to yoink out your hair.
Recipe?
Wow so I read your link, and I don't see anywhere that it explicitly says it was caused by the massage gun, just that it occurred after use of one, and that it may have be the cause or at least contributed to it. Strenuous exercise seems to be a common cause, and since the reported case was someone training with a coach, strenuous exercise doesn't seem that far fetched. But you are correct that the OP article explicitly claims the massage gun caused the rhabdomyolysis.
My wild ones pretty much just want to get away from me, but I'm starting to think domestic animals seem to know that they don't get the chance to escape us, and I think that takes away a lot of the "flight" and we get more "fight" as a result. I've been hurt way more by cats and dogs than anything wild.
My focus is specifically cats, mostly kittens. I've fostered both friendly and feral moms with young kittens and have only been bitten by the friendly ones. I need to check on the kittens daily to weigh them, and feral moms have been all "flight" when I reach in to borrow their babies, letting me do whatever as long as I leave her alone. In my experience, it's only been the friendlier moms that sometimes get defensive of their babies.
Age 10-20 wasn't amazing, but still okay. My birth oerson