Neither. They’re a condiment, not a side dish. 
Well, true - it’s just the mental association of vegetables as salty dishes.
I do it all the time… but what you do is poke several holes, nuke for 5-8 minutes depending on size, then let them sit for another 10-15 minutes as the internal steam finishes cooking them.
Very important to poke multiple holes and not over cook them. Or yes, you’ll find out that potatoes, like most carbon-based things, can burn very nicely.
Well…celery is kind of salty, but fruits v vegetables is a sweets vs savory classification, so I understood exactly what you were trying to say. This is kind of where rhubarb ends up in a bit of weird zone. I’m not sure I’ve ever heard of rhubarb referred to as a fruit, but, in American cooking at least, it definitely takes on a fruit role more than a veggie one.
Well, I did know a lot of Texans who considered it the country’s merkin.
sounds like you live or do quite a bit of driving in/through in Utah.
I’ve run into one person who was certain that driving was a right, not a privilege.
OK for biology class, not useful in the kitchen.
I’m shocked that your coworker was shocked that you didn’t know Soweto was a syllabic abbreviation for South Western Townships; that seems like a pretty esoteric bit of knowledge for anyone outside of South Africa.
I don’t clearly recall what the original issue was, and what I was intending to defend or criticize, so I’ll be bowing out of this discussion of laws.
Feel on much firmer grounds re: the vegetable vs fruit discussion!
There is vernacular English, and literary English. If you are writing a play, or a first person novel, and can produce flawless vernacular more power to you. But for formal writing, technical writing, proofreading, and so on, you need to learn standard Amriaca
And they get to vote.
I have met people in their 30s, who someone missed that they were sending the presidential to the electroral college.
Yes, yes you do.
I’m sure lots of people don’t know it inside South Africa. I know I didn’t know what it stood for until somewhere in my late teens.
In my defence I have never lived anywhere near Soweto.
It’s pretty esoteric for most people in South Africa, too (not me, of course 
) This is because it has the feel of a word in an African language (not Afrikaans, I mean a Bantu language) and so even the ones who speak a Bantu language as a mother tongue just assume it comes from one of the other ones…
I have, in fact, lived on the outskirts of Soweto.
The thing that always shocks me is how people (and by this I mean, like, 95% of people, most places) just don’t know thing one about the rocks in the place they live.
This thread has a bit of ivory tower syndrome; posters are saying that they are shocked that other people don’t have the knowledge about the poster’s hobbies or interests that the poster does.
Yes. You see, I actually don’t even know the few things I thought I knew.
I see your point. But “clouds” and “rocks” and “trees” actually gets me through the day without any difficulty. I need to distinguish between cats and dogs because my wife might say " did you let the dog out?" She doesn’t say “let the larger pet out please.” I care what type of food I get, so I need to be a little more precise than “I need food.” Knowing the names of flowers would be important if I was sent to the store to pick up some rose bushes (but thankfully, I am not). Everyone has their own knowledge set. Trees and flower names are great for people who have experience or interest in such things. I’ve been around many such people all my life. It just never rubbed off on me. On the other hand, based on my time cleaning fish in Alaska, I can easily tell you if a salmon is a salmon, and also if it’s a King (Chinook), Red (sockeye), Silver (Coho), Pink (humpy), or Chum (dog).
*That “right of way” is the name of a common legal- and traffic-related concept and “right a way” is not.
That “right of way” is a concept, period.
Just yesterday, I turned left at a four-way intersection. I had the green arrow, meaning I had the right of way. Another driver directly opposite me was turning right (on red). She did not have the right of way. She blocked the intersection, making gestures and yelling at me to get out of the way.
Just because it’s legal to turn right on red doesn’t mean you get to do it even if another driver has the right of way.
Is that Mr. Roarke’s half-German half-brother?
If “plants” and “birds” and “rocks” and “things” get you through your day, does your horse need a name?