Red rover, red rover, send my entire head over. Don’t tell me you’re surprised to see more pasta today. You were warned. And it doesn’t stop tomorrow either. Hi, this girl has eeeesssseeews. That would be issues, MOM. Okay, let me ask you something. You, my friends. Not my mom. Well, my mom too if […]
I’m going to pretend that I’ve always called Tuesdays “Tablespoon Tuesdays”. I’m also going to pretend that it was 100% my idea and not my husband’s when he just so effortlessly said last week, “You post your Tablespoon stuff on Tuesday, right? Why don’t you call it ‘Tablespoon Tuesdays’?” Because that would make sense, wouldn’t […]
I know. You don’t even have to say it. I felt the wave of your eye roll. Matter of fact, I just surfed on that sum-bia. When I say Rigatoni Pasta Pie I always say it like Billy Crystal in When Harry Met Sally, when he and Meg Ryan are standing in that massive art […]
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. […]
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, […]
Jar in the face! I cannot begin to describe how much snow we’re getting right now. It’s like I’m stuck inside Santa Claus’s beard. Lost in a maze of copy paper. Tangled in a never ending plush white bathrobe. A FLEA ON A FOUR HUNDRED BILLION SQUARE FOOT PERSIAN CAT. It’s CTTTC. Which stands for […]
It’s snow day #2 around herrr! Which doesn’t really change much for me and my normal routine, other than the addition of nauseated gripes from my husband’s “work station” at the kitchen table as he witnesses me Huluing missed episodes of The Carrie Diaries and The Mindy Project. It’s like, look chachi, no one asked […]
Game changer. And you know what, I’m not even going to bore you to tears with some random run-on story about the other day when I went to the grocery store and saw some d-tard parked IN FRONT OF THE SHOPPING CARTS and not in a regular parking spot. And how I took a picture […]
Where there’s a shell, there’s a sway. You know like, once you realize there are shells involved in mouthal consumption activity, you sway that way? Like, towards the shells and away from say, regular pasta or a sandwich? You sway towards the shells? The shells in which you sway towards? The shell swaying? Oh! Let’s […]
I didn’t plan on showing you pasta two days in a row. Also, I just spent an annoyingly long time just now trying to figure out which word to link to yesterday’s post. First it was “plan.” But that looked weird. And then it was “showing,” but that made my noggin hurt. Couldn’t be “you” […]
