I am not sure, but my oldest child was looking at an English brochure for a trip to France and a asked me "what the heck is a dis-coth-a-cue? Discotheque. A Disco, a dance club. And yes disco-tek is spelled Discotheque in English.

I don’t have this problem, but lettuce wraps are shockingly good too. A good sturdy lettuce, sliced turkey, smoked cheddar and some chipotle mayo (canned chipotle en adobo, pureed, just mix some of it into mayonnaise to make a spread.) Onion if you have it. I don’t understand why it’s good, it sounds like nonsense but I do this when I don’t have time to make bread, but do have good lettuce or homegrown lettuce in the garden. It is delicious and feels good to eat.

I have more than a half century and keep waiting to feel jaded, but wake up happy every day, am delighted by lizards running around, and the sky and clouds, the escalator that a shopping cart can ride up makes me happy.

I didn’t have a particularly happy childhood, a sort of awful teenagerhood, but adulthood suits me much better. Pay for work? Hell yeah. Make what I want for supper? Fantastic. Love having a family, and so far have also been happy seeing them grow up and move out too. I have enjoyed being a grownup, it’s delightful. I happily traded lack of control for responsibility and it’s a better deal.

I did try taking magnesium- a few times over the years, but it gives me migraines. Like if I take it I wake up the next morning with a migraine. Which is considerably more painful than a leg cramp. Could look for foods with more of it, though, I guess. Good idea anyway, that is plausible.

I eat a balanced diet with plenty of fruit and veg, don’t smoke, drink moderately (1 drink 3 days a week) work out regularly and still get these. The worst is in yoga, when my feet cramp and I can’t do something. Calves in bed close second.

I thought it was from drinking or fasting but there seems no correlation. Age, maybe.

Oven fries we do make, unpeeled organic Russet potatoes in olive oil and salt. I’d file those under minimally processed. Not even as processed as the sourdough bread I make.

But the delicious fries fro McDonald’s that are so far removed from being a potato seem more processed.

Ultra -processed I thought was like a Twinkie or Pringles or a frozen packaged dinner. Those sort of foods I have maybe once a month if you count diet coke, but only ever that occasional diet coke and at Halloween my kids save me the mini Milky Way Midnight if they get any. So not none, but approaching none.

There’s processed, and then there’s Processed. When I make bread, it’s a processed food, it’s not just whole wheats. Except for fruit, most of what I eat is processed, but not much Processed.

French fries are so delicious though. Chips and chips are my junk food.

Well it was a change, but I don’t disagree. Instead of trying, he just looked for someone to blame. It’s not like there aren’t external forces but our own actions and thoughts are what we can control, and can make a big difference. He’s doing better now, too late for us but he’s working, paid child support, stopped drinking, still a racist fuck but realized he was his biggest problem and did work on himself.

My ex was a chill stoner with a good work ethic when we got together and we had many good years, then he lost job after job, stopped looking, got radicalized reading Stormfront, then eventually physically abusive. I could not convince him to seek help, since he got so paranoid.

People change, sometimes you change in opposing directions.

Bad experiences. No experience at my age would be a very bad sign. With my husband, we each had one crazy ex, then he had a couple of two year relationships that weren’t bad just sort of ran their course. Apparently when he met me he knew it could work out long term but I was afraid he was only good for two years, so just took it kinda slow, not sex-wise but relationship-wise. Waited two years to move in together (we both had kids so it was a good idea regardless) then he started making noise about getting married, I told him he could ask after we’d lived together two years.

Best relationship of my life so far, 12 years in, we are both well aware how good we have it, because we have both had the bad times. His kids won’t even talk to their mom - in the divorce the courts gave him custody not just of his kids, but his step kids too, that is how bad she got, and she has not improved. My ex’s mom said if it came to it she would argue her son should not even have visitation, that’s how bad he got (we weren’t married so that part was easier). He has improved when he quit drinking, thank God and now sometimes hangs out, like at holidays, parties, etc.

So I would argue for experience use but caution. Not someone with a string of crazy exes.

That phone # is for a Denny’s in LA too.

“Hi, can you teach my daughter to long hair?”

“Sir, this is a Denny’s.”