For me, it commonly involves historical recipes.
I'm looking up something, and suddenly I have spent over three hours looking up a Renaissance era Lenten (no meat, eggs, cheese, or butter at that point in history during Lent) lasagna recipe containing walnuts, sugar, cinnamon, and other spices.
It's called, "Monk's Head."
Other folks are obsessing about civil rights violations, jackbooted thugs kidnapping people of the street, and billionaire pedophile sex rings, and I'm doing old recipes.
I am the dullest mother f$#@er on the planet.
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