The all-American working man demeanor of Tim Walz—Kamala Harris’s new running
mate—looks like it’s not just an act. Financial disclosures show Tim Walz barely
has any assets to his name. No stocks, bonds, or even property to call his own.
Together with his wife, Gwen, his net worth is $330,000, according to a report
[https://www.wsj.com/personal-finance/tim-walz-jd-vance-finances-money-ad08c67d] by
the Wall Street Journal citing financial disclosures from 2019, the year after
he became Minnesota governor. With that kind of meager nest egg, he would be
more or less in line with the median figure
[https://thehill.com/homenews/4290971-heres-the-average-net-worth-of-americans-by-age-how-do-you-stack-up/] for
Americans his age (he’s 60), and even poorer than the average. One in 15
Americans is a millionaire, a recent UBS wealth report discovered
[https://fortune.com/2024/07/29/us-millionaires-population-ubs-global-wealth-report-china-europe-americans/].
Meanwhile, the gross annual income of Walz and his wife, Gwen, amounted to
$166,719 before tax in 2022, according to their joint return filed that same
year. Walz is even entitled to earn more than the $127,629 salary
[https://www.lrl.mn.gov/mngov/governorsalaries] he receives as state governor,
but he has elected not to receive the roughly $22,000 difference. “Walz
represents the stable middle class,” tax lawyer Megan Gorman, who authored a
book on the personal finances of U.S. presidents, told the paper.
I used to be a picky eater, then as an adult i realized its not the ingredients themselves but a mix of all kinds of sensory input.
There are a lot of tastes that are nice in small amounts but i cant have em full on.
Onions went from hated to favorite after i learned this.
If you have foods you never liked, give em a chance in a completely different format and amount
It took me a long time to appreciate eggs growing up, too. Used to only be able to eat them scrambled. Fried eggs and boiled eggs would make me nauseous. I hated the taste and texture of a runny yolk.
It wasn’t until my mid 20s that someone finally made me eggs over easy and taught me that you’re not supposed to just eat the yolk straight, but treat it as a sauce to complement the flavor of the other food on your plate. It was a revelation.
I still don’t like sunny side up or boiled eggs, and I still don’t like the texture of runny yolk on its own, but I love me some over-easy or over-medium eggs on a burger or over bacon, sausage, hash browns, waffles, or pancakes. Let that shit spread everywhere to mask the texture and maximize the flavor.
Never would have thought of that on my own. I wouldn’t mix foods growing up, and I still don’t when left to my own devices.
I hated a runny yolk growing up and I only tolerate them now, but I’ve always loved solidly cooked eggs. Fried, hard boiled, scrambled. I know a lot of TV and internet chefs say the best scrambled eggs straddle the line between runny and gently cooked, but I’d rather have them overcooked and chewy. I don’t currently have an obvious favourite format, but as a child I loved hard boiled eggs so much my parents would use it as a treat. If I was misbehaving they’d threaten to withhold my daily egg, and it would always work.
Omg you are right i forgot about pickles.
Fuck pickles. No portion sizes or alternative cut will fix that shit.
It took me a long time to appreciate eggs growing up, too. Used to only be able to eat them scrambled. Fried eggs and boiled eggs would make me nauseous. I hated the taste and texture of a runny yolk.
It wasn’t until my mid 20s that someone finally made me eggs over easy and taught me that you’re not supposed to just eat the yolk straight, but treat it as a sauce to complement the flavor of the other food on your plate. It was a revelation.
I still don’t like sunny side up or boiled eggs, and I still don’t like the texture of runny yolk on its own, but I love me some over-easy or over-medium eggs on a burger or over bacon, sausage, hash browns, waffles, or pancakes. Let that shit spread everywhere to mask the texture and maximize the flavor.
Never would have thought of that on my own. I wouldn’t mix foods growing up, and I still don’t when left to my own devices.
I hated a runny yolk growing up and I only tolerate them now, but I’ve always loved solidly cooked eggs. Fried, hard boiled, scrambled. I know a lot of TV and internet chefs say the best scrambled eggs straddle the line between runny and gently cooked, but I’d rather have them overcooked and chewy. I don’t currently have an obvious favourite format, but as a child I loved hard boiled eggs so much my parents would use it as a treat. If I was misbehaving they’d threaten to withhold my daily egg, and it would always work.