That's right bitches, ain't gettin' rid of me that easily. Romo's back, back again (relax, not the real one). Actually, wasn't it his shoulder that did him in...twice? I guess Mk-2 Mod-7 Manningbot was fresh out of spare parts to rebuild him. Papa John requires but one lone cyborg apparently.
Note to self: Next time I take a picture for use as a banner, make sure to turn the damned phone sideways as profile pics don't upload so good. Oh well, kill me for having to scroll a bit.
I know I've taken a break from Midweek Rations, but I just
What is it about me and taints? I blame Balls and his post concerning analingus (according to Word's spell-check, I'm misspelling inguinal). I suppose it's a pretty important sector of anatomical real estate; I spend enough time keeping the old scrote (now I'm misspelling scooter) springtime fresh, so a little
No, I haven't gotten an early start and begun slurring my words, at least not yet. Give me time...
Most of the stuff I make I either came up with myself or, in most cases, are existing recipes that I've tweaked and mauled to my liking. Today is going to be
You're goddamn right it's beef; and by beef, I mean the way true 'muricans eat it. Big, thick slabs grilled to perfection. By perfection I mean medium rare, or medium at the most. I'm talking, of course, about steak. What could be more Yankee Doodle-esque than that?
That's right, medium rare.
OK, so the concept behind this blog was all about quick shit to cook during the weekdays. Well, today I'm gonna muscle in on Sunday Gravy's territory and complicate shit up just a bit. It's only fair after Yeah Right tried to work my corner with his egg salad (you
Four simple words that make Dame Nobyl happier than a tornado in a trailer park. It makes absolutely no difference what time of day it might be, that woman would rather eat breakfast than any other food format available. We're at an advantage logistically, because we live in a Tex-Mex
So this is what we've sunk to? The classic American (but not, if you remember) burger has been turned into a horrendous puck of starch and animal-based protein slapped together by kids that hate where they are, hate what they are doing, and hate who they are doing it for.
We all know the saying: As American as apple pie (Sweden), hot dogs (Germany, of course) and hamburgers (Mongolia?).
That's right. According to legend (aka a Wiki search), a possible ancestor to the 'murican hamburger was courtesy of Khan and Kompany.
No, not Mr. Roarke, good ol' Genghis. Supposedly Genny K (that's
As you've likely discovered, I'd make a lousy vegetarian. I wouldn't do well in the Persian Gulf religion department either as I find the lowly hog to be a damned tasty cloven-hooved little critter. Pork chops are great because they cook quickly, usually stay tender and aren't overly pricey.
Med as in Mediterranean, not a health care facility. Yep, we're doing Italian today, namely a pretty decent meat sauce, with pasta of course.
Looks like the Spring crop of fresh pasta is ready for harvest!
Yeah Right already made a far superior marinara with homemade fucking pasta (I still gotta do