Oh girl. Trappeze has started micro-brewin some fancy pants beer. This one is their “strong golden,” and boy is it…Hovering somewhere around 9%, the $4.50 brew is well worth a poor man’s Friday afternoon.
My culinary hopes and dreams
Sometimes there’s a man…I won’t say a hero, ‘cause, what’s a hero? But sometimes, there’s a man. And I’m talkin’ about THIS dude here. Sometimes, there’s a man, well, he’s the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that’s THIS dude.
mmm…pineapple brown rice with a black bean omelette on top and an arugula side salad
http://www.menufortheweek.com
For all of you soon-to-be-domesticated (with jobs and the responsibility of picking out new slip covers), there is menu planning assistance. And because you have that new job, you can afford it!
Check out the other four videos to complete the series by my favorite cigarette-smoking, whiskey-drinking chef, Tony Bourdain.
EAThens dot no more
$90 to renew a domain is just a bit too much for this poor soldier.
Toolbars and bookmarks heed my call. Stay tuned here as we tumble around in food comas.
Good. God. Almighty.
One day, in Lipid Land, a young boy by the name of Homer Simpson met his best friend in a sandbox. Homer kept making sand-donuts, drawing sprinkles and icing, then planting his face straight down in. His new friend said,
“No. Make it longer with no hole.”
Homer’s friend then slapped down a slab of bacon on top. Both smiled. Neither wondered from where the bacon had come.
Homer and this so-called Fred Flintstone would be friends for a long time in Lipid Land. Thankfully, their babysitters, Ike and Jane, witnessed the whole thing.
God bless you all.
