You want to know a physical object I have a fairly strong resentment for? It’s the refrigerated cracker. The cold crisp. The iced chip, not the chip of ice. I really hate the fact that in any scenario, a crunchy munchy snack could wind up inside of a refrigerator. They get soft, and damp, andContinue reading “Inner Beauty Parry 12/23/21 – Refrigerated Cracker Angst is Still Worth Tempering (The Smile of Culture)”