"Rice milk" is not actually produced in the rice plant's breasts, but rather the part of its structure that most closely corresponds to our pancreas! Strange but true!
The singular form of the word "rice" is "rouse!" Wow!
It is illegal to throw rice at weddings in Philadelphia, because pigeons will eat it. Later, when they drink water, the rice expands and can burst their bodies! A gruesome truism!
This shirt was designed to help raise awareness of world hunger as part of the UN World Food Program's <a href="http://www.wfp.org/1billion">Billion for a Billion</a> campaign! Totally true and not funny at all!
Canadian artist Boyle Nyastchuk has created perfect scale replicas of some of the world's greatest masterpieces on grains of rice! He works under powerful magnifying lenses and applies paint with shrew whiskers! His work is delicious with red beans and salsa! It's a fact!
Although many have tried, no one has ever successfully domesticated "wild rice!" Its independent spirit is too strong! Far out, man!
Condoleezza Rice turns out not to be an Indian dish at all, but is actually a person's name! Embarrassing for us at the buffet!
Wear this shirt: under a hoodie with a picture of sweet-and-sour pork on it.
Don't wear this shirt: to the Pasta House.
This shirt tells the world: "Yo, soy."
We call this color: Brown Rice
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It's important to me that I take time to stop and smell the roses. That's why I booked a 7:45 private smelling of the rose collection at the Hamburg Botanical Garden next Thursday. I scheduled it before they open in the morning so I can get in there, do the rose-smelling thing, sniff-sniff, bingo-bango, I'm out before 8:00.
Then I've got a 9:15 flight to London, during which I'll speed-read some Proust. It's meetings all afternoon, then a long, leisurely walk through Epping Forest before dinner. I hope my Segway will handle the terrain, because I really don't have time to actually walk it.
Dinner will be leg of lamb, and nuts to anyone who says it doesn't turn out just as good in the microwave. I'll pair it with the finest Bordeaux in my cellar. No need to waste time decanting it, I'll just bubble it through my Vinturi aerator.
Seriously, who has an hour and a half to sit around waiting for wine to breathe? Vinturi's patent pending design gets that vino all ventilated just as fast as I can pour a glass. There's no battery, no charcoal, no filter, and--best of all--no wasted time. The bouquet's better, the flavors are enhanced, and I've still got a few minutes to scan through "The 400 Blows" before bed.
Great film. You miss some of the dialogue in fast-forward, but you pretty much get the gist.