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Trisha Yearwood's Orzo Salad in a Jar

Trisha Yearwood’s Orzo Salad is an easy and somewhat unconventional salad recipe. The ingredients aren’t necessarily unusual the serving method might be. Instead of serving it family-style where guests help themselves, the Grammy winner opts for jars that make for individual serving sizes. Consequently, the salad is also occasionally called Yearwood’s salad in a jar.  Trisha Yearwood’s Orzo Salad goes in jars for a backyard party During the “Backyard Concert” episode of Trisha’s Southern Kitchen, Yearwood cooked up a meal for her band.

Christian nationalism is still thriving and is a force for returning Trump to power

The Sunday service at the Patriot Church in Lenoir City, Tennessee starts out like a lot of evangelical worship: hands aloft, Bibles in laps, full-throated singing about Jesus. When Rev. Ken Peters picks up his wireless mic, the service takes a sharp rightward turn. "Don't let the mainstream media or the left tell you that we were not a Christian nation," he intones, prowling the altar in an anti-abortion T-shirt. "

Demi Lovato finally gets to unleash her anger on 'HOLY F***'

Set List "Substance" "29" "Cool for the Summer" Maybe "Don't Forget" was a reminder to Demi Lovato. That song from Lovato's debut album wore its pop punk influences on its sleeve, and it makes her new album, HOLY F***, feel like a full-circle moment. It's easy to forget that before Lovato became one of the biggest pop stars of the 2010s with songs like "Sorry Not Sorry" and "Cool for the Summer,"

I Spent One Day Experiencing the Future of Movies, and It Was Full of 4-D Katnisses and Virtual-Real

With this week’s Sound and Visions series, Vulture explores the future of movies and the movie industry. We hope you’ll plug us directly into your cerebral cortex. My seat rumbles as Jennifer Lawrence plummets downward into the bowels of District 13. Later, as she walks through what remains of her former home, the smell of burning rubble lingers in the air. I’m sitting at the only 4DX theater in America, but I’m also in Panem, where every bomb thrown by Capitol airships lurches my chair forward, and the air is scented with pine and water whenever Katniss can steal away into the forest to stare down wildlife or sing “Hanging Tree.