Road Trip Edition: But I forgot my instant-read thermometer
Disappointment compounding on disappointment: Not only is the world’s largest, oldest cured ham off limits on Mondays BUT the Bob’s Big Boys in the rest stops along I-95 in Maryland no longer have breakfast buffets - they’ve restructured the rest stop to make room for some bullshit seafood restaurant, like we’re all stopping at the ...
Two bits of distressing pork-related news.
Distressing News the First: Plans to visit the world’s oldest, largest cured ham in Smithfield, Virginia must be aborted. We’re driving down to North Carolina to spend the holiday with my sister, and the ham – cured in 1902 from a 900 POUND PIG and STILL EDIBLE if you scrape off the not-inconsiderable mold layer, ...
A dream is a wish your heart makes…about donuts.
I shall consume penultimate doughnuts no longer!
Thursday Night Smackdown: I’m a grown up and I do what I want
And that includes eating Sticky Toffee Pudding for dinner. Which I just did, and I could not possibly be less sorry. In fact, I’m feeling so magnanimous after eating it that I’m willing to overlook the ridiculous length of this book’s title AND the fact that (as listed on Amazon) it has TWO COLONS: Desserts ...
Frigstaposition
Several intrepid friggers came close with guesses of various permutations of coffee. I’ll let the OP speak for herself before subjecting you to the next horrifying image:
Liveblogging Top Chef: Episode 2
Same bat time, same bat channel. See you at 10! Commentary starts below the jump…