I've yet to find a burger that's better than just caramelised onions, blue cheese, and quality beef. I might add a leafy something out of arterial guilt, but I can't say it improves anything.
Was raised going to church each sunday, but approaching confirmation age I realised I couldn't mesh faith with my understanding of the world. That was it for me really, I'm quite open to the idea of god(s), ghosts, magic or other forms of the supernatural, but until there's actual proof, I can't believe in it.
I've hate-watched all of it. It's not good, some things are wrenching departures the books, but there's also been parts of it they adapted well I think.
For trebuchets at least, they were only siege weapons, took a long time to both assemble and fire. Though I must concede they were better than melee weapons for knocking down walls.