I think we should cover Monday in a cream sauce. Matter of fact, did you hear that in Uzbekistan, the translation for Monday is in fact “cream sauce?” Yeah, it’s a relatively new thing so don’t try to look it up just yet. But the trickster hook is that this cream sauce isn’t just a […]
Call me Short-Cut Sally, but this here sauce is about to change.your.game. I really don’t think I can talk about anything else today besides this sauce. You’re welcome? Thing is, in my head the sauce was going to have much more going on in it. I had all these plans! These layers! These sauce ambitions! […]
I think every Monday needs to start with pasta. Actually, I think every day needs to start with pasta, but that’s an issue I should address on my own. In a locked bathroom. With a bowl of pasta. So this here lil’ ditty is yet another Aaron creation. AH KNOOOOW, AH KNOOOOW. Get off my […]
I recently read in an ancient Indian manuscript that the word Friday actually translates to “creamy.” Freaking sweet, right? But don’t ask me to show you the manuscript because right after I read it, I spilled some water on it and it’s at the . . . manuscript repair . . . store. For probably […]
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, […]
Since the stupid stubborn snow refuses to melt, me thinks the clear solution is creamy potato soup. Look, I don’t want to get all annoyingly weather-obsessed on ya, but I’ve taken a peepsie into the long ranger forecast and me thinks we’re bound for some serious melting. Me also thinks that it’s probably the grossest […]
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 […]
I can’t decide if I want to tell you what’s in this or not. Just like I can’t decide if I want to tell you about a fake eyelash that’s been stuck to my eye since Saturday night but I’m afraid to pull it off because I’m scared it’s going to rip out my real […]
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 […]
So, over the weekend Aaron and I hosted a leetle dinner party at our hizzy. We had our best pals over for Vietnamese nibbles, grapefruit sorbet and loads of red wine. But not in that order. The wine was first. And all during. And definitely some more at the end. Anyway, we were finally able […]
