TNS: I’m the richest poor woman, or the poorest rich woman.
Jamie Oliver wants to make me a Better Cook. And you know what? I want to let him. Not just because I want to reach up and tousle his slightly windblown yet actually styled and product-filled hair, which I do, but because he helped me make white beans better than I’ve ever had before. I ...
Liveblogging Top Chef: (Hopefully) Drunken Reunion
The fun had to come to an end sometime. No more FABIO!! No more Hootie-hoo. On the plus side, no more Leah, no more Hosea, and no more dickweed Colicchio. Still, my Wednesdays will be empty. So, two questions: Who wins fan favorite (cough)FABIO!!(cough)? And what next – are there any other cooking shows that ...
Awesome Shit That I Want Tuesday
Not every Tuesday, just when there’s some awesome shit that I REALLY want. Today these are the awesomest. Whisk, thank you for bringing these to my attention. I REQUIRE THEM.
Cheap Ass Hobo Monday: Git on the soup line
I know, I know, it’s very nondescript. Look, I didn’t have any fucking chives, okay? Get off my back. I think I’ve finally found the source of all my mental health woes: Food-related blog events. Who knows how many people have been rendered incapacitated by the Daring Bakers or Tuesdays With Dorie? We’ll never know, ...