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https://tv.avclub.com/outlander-nails-relationships-even-when-they-go-wrong-1830524963

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https://www.quivertreepublications.com/books/just-add-rice/

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https://tv.avclub.com/outlander-s-alchemy-remains-spectacular-in-its-hotly-an-1830211151

http://www.jamieandrew-withhands.com/2018/10/25/jamies-outlander-binge-season-1-eps-5-8/

https://proasianvoice.com/2018/09/24/superman-is-an-asian-american-man-part-1/

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https://www.gofugyourself.com/outlander-recap-the-ballad-of-the-bakra-12-2017

Sam Heughan puts the depth of newlywed passion and twenty years of heat into his eyes, and Caitriona Balfe manages to look like her brain forgot to tell her lungs what to do. It’s quite something. I need a cigarette.

https://www.gofugyourself.com/outlander-recap-the-ballad-of-the-finale-12-2017

At Batshit Cove, Claire has finished spinning her yarn to Geillis, but Geillis is deeply suspicious. She refuses to believe it’s coincidence that the only two known travelers keep appearing in one another’s lives. It is not a bad point. If only she understood that she’s in a book/show, it would save so much trouble.

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I didn’t tell them much. I mentioned that marriage is like writing: you need to show up at your writing desk and at your marriage desk. I mentioned that marriage is not like writing: writing needs to be attacked, relentlessly, while people need to be handled tenderly, coddled a bit. “Show up, be tender.” That’s the best I could muster.

https://medium.com/@JoelakaMaG/i-hate-lists-but-i-made-one-anyway-things-to-help-carry-you-into-a-prosperous-2018-cddc0791a57a

https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2018/10/03/magazine/lady-gaga-movie-star-is-born.html

Lady Gaga bought Frank Zappa’s eccentric woodland estate not as a place to live while in Los Angeles — she already has a Mediterranean-style villa on an isolated, craggy cliffside in Malibu for that — but as a work retreat, the new nerve center of her countless creative pursuits. She wants to paint here, write music here (she told me that currently she is feverishly writing songs on a white piano upstairs; literally on the surface of the piano, with a black Sharpie) and plan her Vegas spectacular from here with her production team, like a war council plotting some dazzling siege. In her recording studio, after her “Shallows” serenade, Gaga played me five tracks from the coming film soundtrack. As the music blasted, she began to loosen up — this was her turf, her major contribution to the film. She lip-synced to her own songs from her swivel chair, looking straight into my eyes and drawing me insistently into her joy.

Earlier in the afternoon, she showed me a room that was empty save for a gigantic photograph of her own face, at least 15 feet across, in a gilded frame. “It was a gift from Bradley,” she said. “It’s the last frame of the movie. Do you know the scene?” I did know it. It is the moment when Ally is standing on the stage of the Shrine Auditorium — where Garland shot her final scene — in an ice blue evening gown, singing a homage to her late husband. She starts out timid and drained of expression, explaining to the audience that she is going to sing the last song that Jackson wrote for her, and that maybe with their support, she can get through it. But as the ballad goes on, her voice swells and becomes an avalanche. It’s a bravura performance in extreme close-up, a sort of symphonic summoning of every woman who has played the part. Gaga channels both the way Garland sang (wounded, tonally bright, barely holding it together) and the way Streisand did (forceful, sweeping, with a diffident jutting of the jaw). But Gaga adds something of her own: a sensual, earthy confidence, like gasoline in her veins. When she finishes, a single elephant tear rolls down her face. Magically, the moment somehow avoids bathos — the tear feels truly earned. After watching her perform this scene, I felt elated by what Gaga managed to do, not just for her character but for herself. You desperately want to know what her future holds after the curtain falls.

https://wuhaus.com/2017/12/08/anatomy-of-a-snack-board-roasted-carrot-harissa-dip-recipe/