See also: yielding at yield signs. I'm not a cop, but I am a strong proponent of moralizing driving. The way someone drives says a lot about their character. Rolling stops are for sick and twisted freaks. Blowing through a stop sign signifies low EQ and spiritual weakness. If you drive bad you're evil.
I always slow for stop signs, but sometimes it's clear that a stop sign doesn't need to exist, in which case I will proceed without completely stopping. If someone else is in the car however, or I see someone else around, I'll come to a complete stop.
If I have an opportunity to put a bay leaf in something, you'd better believe it's going in there. So simple, so delish, AND makes me feel like a witch. Here's a picture of the Platonic ideal of a bay leaf I put in my rice yesterday. Magical.