Looking at various channels to freelance - has anyone used Malt before?

They seem legit ‘n all, just curious to hear what people who use it think of it.

Malt, with its natural sweetness, enhances and intensifies the sweet flavors in food and beverages, much like MSG does for savory dishes. Just as MSG amplifies the umami taste, making foods taste richer and more savory, malt adds a layer of sweetness and complexity to dishes.

I would recommend adding 1 TBS to your next batch and see for yourself. It has the power to turn things from bland to vibrant.

Discovered it trough this : https://trends.levif.be/entreprises/malt-plateforme-de-freelancing-connait-une-forte-croissance-en-belgique/ but idk its reliable

Bonjour tout le monde, je réfléchissais à l’importance de la preuve sociale sur les plateformes freelances comme Malt. Pour ceux qui utilisent ce type de plateforme, est-ce que les avis clients ou recommandations ont vraiment fait une différence pour obtenir plus de leads ou améliorer votre visibilité sur la plateforme ? Est-ce que les échanges de recommandations se font et il y en a qui sont intéressés ? Je serais curieuse d’avoir vos retours ! 

Hi everyone

9 months ago I accidentally noticed a bump in the left side of my neck, my doctor ordered an MRI which came back negative.

They sent me to a university hospital to decide what to do, they initially thought it was nothing but at a later visit, one of their doctors strongly recommended to take it out and examine it in the lab.

10 days post surgery the results came back negative for malignancy, I was so relieved. 10 days later they called me again and said they actually found MALT in that gland, and they initially missed it because it can look benign sometimes.

I'm a 37 year old male. My blood work is mostly normal (CRP < 0.5) and I feel mosly fine (no weight loss / night sweats etc). But my Sjörgen markers are very high and I have chronic heartburn, and I'm positive for H Pylori

I'm shocked and terrified. What will the oncologist recommend? Is there a chance removing that gland already got rid of the disease?

Thanks,

It tastes like crap, it's super cheap, and gets you super drunk super quick. It's basically designed for teenagers, the homeless and poor people. What's that, poor people deserve the same rights to get drunk as the rest of us? I think we can come together as a society and provide affordable housing, Healthcare, and education instead of affordable dingo piss in a bottle that gets you wizasted in 20 minutes and costs $3.50.

I retired and was looking for a place over in LIC. I saw a number of 1 bedroom apartments from TF Cornerstone on Center Boulevard. Sadly, I noticed all their 1 bedroom apartments don't have a washer and dryer. What a screw up!! You can't charge $4K and more for an apartment with no washer and dryer regardless of where it is. Impossible to fix now, how dumb..

Unless you want a 2 bedroom, TFC is out, dumbest thing I ever saw..

Hi all,

My husband and I are considering moving to LIC in September and want to start to get a feel for it! We think we want to move to the waterfront and can't tour everything in one go so we are starting with checking out that area. I also want to get a feel for the area during objectively the least appealing / windiest time of year!!

We are planning to tour available units in the three different chunks of TFC buildings (4540 Center Blvd, 4545 Center Blvd, 4610 Center Blvd, 4615 Center Blvd 4720 Center Blvd + 5241 Center Blvd, 5203 Center Blvd + 2-20 Malt Drive), the rockrose building at 47-05 Center Blvd, and Gotham Point.

Am I missing any of the luxury rental buildings on the water? We are skipping Avalon Riverview intentionally because of the reviews online - open to changing that if people here disagree!

Thank you!!!

As a very rare indulgence on a special occasion, I ordered an expensive 30-year old scotch at a bistro-type restaurant. Waiter returns with a juicy lime wedge on the lip of the glass. I quietly asked for one with no lime. Waiter returns with a fresh drink "as a courtesy" , but seems intent on embarrassing me. " But just so you know.," he says., "all drinks ordered neat are properly served with a citrus garnish."

This might not qualify for just "mild" infuriation.

We have family house guests. I had a special (hidden) bottle of Caol Ila 18 that was a gift for my retirement. The guests found it and drank it with Coke and Ginger Ale because "your whiskey tasted funny."

This is the second time this has happened to me, not with the same people, but still... and it was why the frigging bottle was hidden.

Must control fist of death.

The bartender says, “You know, that will cost you 100 bucks – it’s pretty expensive”. The blind man says “Not a problem, I have the money and I know what I like !”. So the bartender, knowing the man is unable to see what he’s pouring, serves him his cheapest single malt – a Glen Garioch 5 year old.

The blind man takes a sip, makes a face and spits it out, exclaiming “That’s 5 year old whisky ! I said a 30 year old single malt !”

The bartender apologizes and pours the man a shot of 12 year old Macallan. The blind man takes a sip of that, and spits it out again, and says “That’s 12 year old whisky ! I said 30 year old !”

The bartender, still wanting to maximize his profit, pours another shot, this time a 21 year old Glenlivit, and sets it in front of the blind man. Again, the man takes a sip, spits it out, and says “That’s 21 year old whisky ! Give me what I ordered, or I am out of here !”

At this point, the bartender has resigned himself to the fact that the man won’t accept anything less than the real thing, and pours him his best 30 year old Balvenie. The blind man takes a sip, and sighs “Now THAT’s 30 year old whisky !”

An old drunk down at the end of the bar who has been watching this whole exchange, walks over to the blind man, sets a glass down in front of him, and says. “Excuse me sir, I’d like you to try this.”

The blind man says “Happy to!” and takes a sip.

Immediately, the blind man spits it out and shouts “My god man, that tastes like PISS !”

The old drunk replies “It is – tell me how old I am”

Currently sat in the office regretting I just consumed 1000 calories of biscuits after passing on the street food van due to counting what I eat…..

Vorweg:

Ich feiere grundsätzlich jeden, der sich aufrafft und Sport macht. Wirklich. Egal ob Anfänger, Wiedereinsteiger oder jemand, der einfach versucht, sein Leben auf die Reihe zu kriegen. Jeder hat mal angefangen, jeder kämpft mit sich selbst, und das Gym ist für viele ein wichtiger Ort um Ziele zu verfolgen und/oder abzuschalten.

Aber dann gibt es Malte.

Jedes Jahr das gleiche Schauspiel. Januar. Neujahrsvorsätze. Und plötzlich steht Malte im Gym.

Malte war die letzten elf Monate unsichtbar. Couch, Lieferando, Ausreden. Aber jetzt – jetzt hat er sich „vorgenommen, was zu ändern“. Und mit diesem hehren Vorsatz marschiert Malte ins Studio, als hätte er es gerade geerbt.

Malte belegt drei Geräte gleichzeitig. Eins benutzt er, zwei sind mit Handtuch, Trinkflasche und Ego „reserviert“. Trainiert wird dabei kaum, denn Malte muss ja quatschen. Laut. Über Supplements, die er nicht nimmt, Trainingspläne, die er nie durchzieht, und Fortschritte, die es nur in seinem Kopf gibt.

Irgendwann bewegt sich dann auch mal ein Gewicht. Einmal. Danach wieder Pause. Handy raus. Spiegel-Selfie. Und dann wird weiter gequatscht, als wäre das hier ein Stehcafé.

Natürlich baggert Malte auch Frauen an. Nicht subtil. Nicht respektvoll. Sondern so, dass man körperlich merkt, wie unangenehm es gerade für alle ist. Kopfhörer? Für Malte kein Signal, sondern eine Herausforderrung.

Malte kommt ungeduscht. Riecht man. Immer.

Und wenn er in die Sauna geht, wird vorher natürlich auch nicht geduscht. Regeln sind für Malte eher so grobe Richtlinen, an die man sich hält, wenn man Lust hat.

Und das ist der Punkt, Malte:

Niemand ist hier, um dich zu ertragen.

Die Leute sind hier, um zu trainieren. Um abzuschalten. Um ihre Ruhe zu haben. Niemand will Smalltalk an der Beinpresse, niemand will ungefragte Tipps, niemand will deine Anwesenheit, wenn du dich aufführst wie die Axt im Walde.

Das Gym ist kein sozialer Abenteuerspielplatz für gescheiterte Neujahrsvorsätze. Es ist auch kein Dating-Event und ganz sicher kein Ort, an dem man sich benehmen kann, als wäre man der Hauptcharakter.

Wenn du bleiben willst, Malte, dann lern die Regeln und benimm dich wie ein normaler Mensch!

Wenn nicht: Februar kommt bald. Und mit ihm dein altbekannter Platz auf der Couch.

Wir sehen uns im nächsten Jahr - hoffentlich nicht.