Yep. Pretty obnoxious, isn’t it? And I don’t even have an excuse. So embarrassing! One minute I was craving tacos (shhhhocker) and the next I was stuffing two French breads with this spicy chicken taco mixture with cheese and beans and chipotle peppers. And then I started twisting it up all like some harebrained villain […]
This is the kind of food you eat when it’s technically spring yet it WON’T STOP SNOWING. But I’m not bitter or anything. Look at what we get to eat! Let me just set the scene for ya real quick. It was the other day and I was hungry. The end. I’m just kidding. So […]
Spring is here! Let’s celebrate by eating . . . soup. Oh I ain’t dissin’ the soup. I’m dissin’ March for being such a stupid tease jerk face. Last Friday our high was 78. SEVENTY EIGHT. It was bliss. I was outdoors, pulling leaves and dead stuff out of the garden beds, installing a brand […]
You guys, I just cleaned my computer screen and I swear to you, it’s like . . . oh . . . what are the words . . . A WHOLE NEW WOOOOOORLD. A DAZZLING PLACE I NEVER KNEW. BUT WHEN I’M WAY UP HERE, IT’S CRYSTAL CLEA – oh you got the point. K. […]
Monday, Monday (ba daaaa, ba da da da), so good to meeee (ba daaaa, ba da da da). No worries, chimmy chums. I’m not going to ruin your life by butchering the lyrics to yet another song, in the pathetic attempt to somehow relate to the food, while simultaneously calming the traffic in my head. […]
I’m on the verge of spontaneous combustion right now. Why yes, I can predict and plan my own spontaneity. That’s one of the perks of being a sanguine Leo/Virgo cusp monster. Of course there are other perks, such as eyes in the back of my head (fine, they’re cross-eyed) and ninja-like shredding paper skills, but […]
Doesn’t beer-steaming sound like the most wonderful thing on Earth? (But first, a quick apology at how blurry these photos are. It was pouring rain and my hair was on fire and I think my neurological system was experiencing some malfunctions.) That said, I seriously think I could beer-steam everything ever. Beer-steamed chicken? Why not? […]
O Rigaromeo, Rigaromeo, wherefore art thou Rigaromeo? Deny thy flavor and refuse thy taste? Or if thou wilt not, but be sworn my appetite. And I’ll no longer be starving. (Rigaromeo, aside:) Shall I cook more, or shall I tempt at this? ‘Tis but thy make that is my enemy. Thou art thyself, […]
Kiss me, I’m . . . hyper? Wait, that’s not it. Actually, my maiden name is Blann. Might as well be O’Blann, right? O’Blann of the Thistle and Shamrock. O’Blann and the Four-Leaf Clovers (that would be my band). O’Blann’s dancin’ her fifth jig out there, lassie! Top of the morning to her face! So […]
I . . . don’t even know where to begin. Perhaps that reejankulously long title? It’s because I couldn’t leave any word out! And believe me, this is watered down from what it was before. I was going to call it Shrimp Arugula Garlic Ginger Green Curry Paste Coconut Sugar Double Pepper Naan Cilantro Lime […]
