I’m so proud of myself for understanding this on the 1st try.
But .. but … I don’t want tough meatloaf!
I believe the phrase is “damning with faint praise.”
Better to have & not want, than to want & not have.
(It’s more concise in Polish, which is how I grew up knowing the concept, but spoken aloud it’s a bit of a tongue twister, and written down involves more "z"s than your average Yankee is accustomed to seeing.
Make that “28 year habit” and ^^ is precisely me.
Now get offa my lawn outta my car.
Oh, I didn’t realize this was a relatively new hobby for you! Boy, you really dived right in!
Can you show me on the nice dolly where the year 1743 hurt you?
Well, guess who called me up. At 1:30 a.m. Wasn’t expecting that, but since I had sufficiently decompressed by that point … and he did ask nicely …
Didn’t start making my pork chop till around 3:45 a.m. but the marmalade sauce was damn tasty & worth the wait. Had to cook quietly, but that was worth the effort as someone was rested up for Round II after I had sufficiently refueled.
Same here.
If they weren’t closed on Sundays, I’d probably be shoveling some into my mouthhole right now.
It’s so utterly nutritionally devoid - as only soft, beige food can be - but so dang good - again, as soft, beige food can often be.
My only “upgrade” was adding chopped green onions, during the brief interval at home between picking it up & heading to work. Definitely a welcome addition.
… but you swapped sugar for both protein and Vitamin C, so technically, much healthier.
{ cue echoing organ music 
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Hence, I absolve you of your dietary sins, my Child, and counsel you to go forth and sin no more.
(But we all know you will. 
)
That reminds me … did Michigan, I dunno, do something last night, football-wise?