
Creamy Orzo with Corn, Bacon, and a Szechaun Sweet and Spicy Chile Splash
Orzo teaches a bit of patience in the process.
Orzo teaches a bit of patience in the process.
Random questions for random folks.
Random questions for random folks.
Hot, mild, or what did that just say?
A fish gets really confused about whether it’s an appetizer or dessert and decides to crash an Italian bakery.
When an excavation project goes horribly, wonderfully wrong.
Picture tiny chicken spheres with spinach leaves that are desperately trying to convince everyone they’re not just “salad that got lost.”
The more you know…
You never know what mom has hiding in her pantry.
People of a certain age know about Pedal Pushers.
Sam I am. Goddamn.
Rock ‘n Roll hootchie, buttered, bat sausage.
Skip the ants. Screw the cob.
The easiest way to quickly and fastidiously see our great land.
We have no one to blame but our Neanderthal-selves.
Hey now. Let’s not be so critical.
Johnny Gortex gets a phone call early…then it gets worse.
Do not turn your nose up at this, silly gourmand! It’s freakin’ amaze-balls.
But… but… but nothing. It’s barley!
It’s Boxing Day!
Random questions for random folks.
There is nothing better than glazing your own pork roll.
Healthy-ish and very good-ish. No, seriously, it’s great.
Drunk mussels are fun… to eat.
Sausage always feels good. Am I right?
A fjucking ridiculous thought.
A quick peek into the forthcoming Otter Boy novel.
Turneth thy lights on first!
Not sure why the peas need to be split but then again the recipe title wouldn’t make sense.
Huh? Heh?