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Thursday Night Smackdown: “They look like little turds.”
He has a way with words. It’s one of the many reasons we’ve made it to four days after our seventh anniversary. He also has a way with making ground meat into puppets while he’s working with it, which is only slightly less endearing than his impressive lexicon.
Temporary Wednesday Smackdown: Tastes Like Chicken
I mean, this didn’t taste like chicken. It tasted like lamb, which is what it was. I mean that there’s something slightly unsatisfying about a Wednesday Night Smackdown. Like, it should be slightly exciting and unorthodox because it’s not a Thursday, but it tastes like chicken. Like alligator meat. Or what I imagine alligator meat ...
TNS: Because Barnes & Noble Didn’t Have the Le Bernadin Book on Their Shelves The Day I Went
Shut up, I needed some retail therapy and I have their discount card. I can only stimulate the economy so much without coupons. I like to support my local big-box bookstore whenever I can, because this upstart Amazon is usually cheaper and is really giving the brick-and-mortars a run for their money, let me tell ...
TNS: My husband is a cheap son of a bitch.
ETA: Please, NO COMMISERATING. It usually just makes me feel worse because no two people with mental illness are ever in the same place, and I need to be working through my own shit instead of comparing myself to others. However, rooting for me is totally acceptable and is encouraged. They tell me that eventually ...
Thursday Night Smackdown: A bit of okay, gov’nor.
Quoth Brian’s mom, as we finished dinner: “This goes on my list of OK.” Which I promise is not the damnation via faint praise it sounds like. Since I crapped out on my own foodie event by failing to smack anything down while in North Carolina last week, I thought we’d make up for it ...
Thursday Night Smackdown: Maybe Fish Sauce Isn’t Entirely Evil
I mean, it may be a little evil; after all, it does smell like hot buttered ass. But it’s part of this Charred Lamb Salad from Jean-Georges Vongerichten – one of the furthest things from evil you can find – so it clearly has a silver, non-hot-buttered-ass lining.
Spring Lamb By Way of Italy By Way of My Ass
My ass is due east of Suck On It, Tunisia. If I’m not cooking directly from a recipe or making one of my standby dishes, I’m trying to riff off someone else’s ideas. I can poach a mean egg and I have a decent sense of what goes with what (e.g., bacon goes with everything), ...
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