Oh nothing. Just re-roasting the cheap, inadequately-roasted almonds I bought.
Not only do they smell great, but the crackling sound they make while they’re cooling is AWESOME.
Artisanal scrambled eggs embedded with Wisconsin, New York, and Vermont shredded gourmet sharp cheddar over crumbled maple sausage on a bed of melted Hoffman’s Super Sharp cheddar slices enrobing toasted Asiago cheese bagel halves, and topped off with fresh-ground peppercorn medley.
Happy Cheester!
June is next up in my iPhoto calendar.
Here we have oven-crisp bacon, Uno’s pizza with loads of extra cheese added (and a margarita in a cactus glass in the background), and a bowl of Breyer’s Rocky Road ice cream with banana slices and microwaved Jif Natural peanut butter topping.
The only thing better than pizza is blowjobs re-pizza.
After the innards were eaten out of half of an Uno’s deep-dish pizza, I filled the shells with chicken-spinach-feta and pork-broccoli-rabe sausages swimming in chili pepper tomato sauce and covered each one with a slice of pepper jack cheese, then baked to melty goodness.
Eat Re-Pizza Every Day
Next up from my iPhoto calendar is February.
That’s a cornbread-mix waffle with real maple syrup, chicken nachos, and a dark chocolate Kit Kat dunked in Jif Natural peanut butter.
Hungry yet?
NACHOS!
(With shredded Mexican and pepper-jack cheeses)
My first ever chicken Dijon. The sauce is made by reducing the broth (filled with onions and garlic), then adding a mélange of crème fraîche, whole-grain Dijon mustard, and chopped up fresh tarragon. It was a little salty, but delicious.
“mélange of crème fraîche”
Really, The French? Can’t you think of any more bullshit marks to throw onto perfectly functional letters? Look at that shit. Accents going this way and that. What, one kind of accent isn’t complicated enough? I have to fucking google résumé every single time because I could swear it has two different accent marks in the same fucking word. Who knows if I just did it right? I sure don’t.
And then there’s that Brian-Williams-eyebrows thing over the i. What IS that? How the fuck am I supposed to interpret that? Is it really THAT boring and plebeian to simply DOT an i? JESUS!
Oh yeah, that looks delicious, Marley.
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TJ, we must have been on the same wavelength today.
If you’ll excuse me, I have a date with Mrs. Smith’s natural juices…
THE Definitive Grilled Cheese Sandwich
Six homemade meatballs & tomato sauce over 12-grain toast, sprinkled with grated Romano cheese, then covered with copious amounts of shredded six cheese Italian blend and put in a 400℉ oven until the cheese is all melty.
Aren’t you glad you don’t have to argue about it now?
NOTE TO NABISCO: When you rip off customers by reducing the size of your graham crackers, use some of that free profit to redesign the boxes so the customers are less likely to see that you are ripping them off.
I swear, once they stop making them so delicious, I’m not going to buy them EVER AGAIN!
Sunday mornings are for WNRN’s Bluegrass Sunday Morning and blueberry pancakes.
Ditto (minus the bluegrass) (but PLUS Maine wild blueberries).
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NUTHIN JUS EATIN SUM CEREO AS USALLY
(NOT taken with that goddamn fucking Instagram.)
