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When the challah french toast v. bread pudding decision was put up to a vote on Twitter, french toast won with 100% of the vote. So I made bread pudding, because I like to be contrary and alienate my readers. Plus – and I’m only telling you this because I trust you not to spread ...
Sometimes Smackdowns don’t work out as well as I’d like and that’s okay, I love them all just the same. Well, except for this one. Oh, and this one; this one was just the nastiest one of the year and I repudiate it completely. But all the other ones, I love just the same. Especially ...
What a relief it is, mothafuckas. So I mosey into Pathmark the other night looking for bargain basement, just-about-to-turn plums to make some sorbet, bag up a couple pounds of soft, deep crimson beauties and bring ‘em home only to discover that they’re not plums and I should pay more attention to labels. They’re pluots, ...
It’s refreshing, light, fruity but tart, utterly irresistible. It looks so civilized, doesn’t it? Like something you would serve to the ladies who lunch when they come over for the garden party benefiting the foundation one of them started to purchase wheeled carts for paralyzed needy dachshunds. I almost don’t want to tell you what it really is, because I don’t want to damage my reputation as ONE CLASSY BITCH.
Passionfruit, to be specific. But dead people don’t eat ice cream, so it just means more for me. I just wrote a whole post about this ice cream and my dad, who was my best friend and who passed away in 2005. It was really good, filled with humor, pathos, and brilliant photography. Do you ...
Pretty. Apparently, I don’t spend ENOUGH time on the internet, because I’m adding a new feature to TNS: Cheap Ass Monday. My grocery bills have, uh, been nudging ever so slightly upward for the past few months; I have no idea why that might be. No matter the reason, I need to figure out a ...
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