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( Too many silly personality quizzy things behind this tag. )

Yay food.

teinedreugan and I went to the grocery store. Yay food. (We needed food for dinner for tonight and also for tomorrow; autumnesquirrel and sstaten over for dinner tomorrow, and thus must be fed.) So I made a beef stir-fry with a really terrific marinade on the beef. Didn't put it in for long enough, because we only got to the grocery at seven, and even with a late dinner that doesn't provide enough time for a really really good marinating.

But the marinade was a decent-sized splash of rice vinegar, a lot of soy sauce, a moderate amount of sesame oil, a heaping spoonful of shredded ginger (I came to the conclusion that for some reason I can't keep ginger root around like my parents did, so I broke down and bought a jar of shredded ginger), and two heaping spoonfuls of cornstarch. Good stuff.

Mostly I'm writing 'cause there was something in the checkout line I felt a need to share with the world. This being a National Enquirer headline. (For those people who aren't familiar with this notable entity, the Enquirer is one of the gossip rags which occasionally wanders into UFO sightings and the like. Okay, teinedreugan insists it's not occasionally.)

Gist of the headline I never expected to see in the Enquirer: Shocking News: Clone Baby a Fake!.