bourbon brown sugar salmon with mashed sweet potatoes
If a meal could scream, this one would emit a shrill “AUTUUUUUUUUMN” into the atmosphere. How in the actual fuq we’re in November…
If a meal could scream, this one would emit a shrill “AUTUUUUUUUUMN” into the atmosphere. How in the actual fuq we’re in November…
Well, I guess it isn’t technically white because we aren’t working with the puree of an albino heirloom pumpkin, but you get the…
Sing it, Alicia Keys. Our last spooky drink of 2022: “This Gourd is on Fire” Pumpkin Smash. I did the gold glitter thing…
I was going to draw mouths on these guys but they’re so obscenely cute without them I just could not. Bringing out one…
Pardon my slobber all over this blog post. I’ve never been the biggest lover of French toast in general, like the traditional stovetop…
Getting in a quickie this Wednesday. For nights I can’t be bothered, I usually turn to some kind of stir fry with whatever…
Four trials later I’m finally, finally proud of the photos I took of my balls, so I’m displaying them for all of the…
Fear! Fire! Foes! Smoking up the place today with a fiery Erebor (G)old Fashioned. This production was quite delightful from a technical standpoint:…
Does the city of Buffalo actually make good buffalo-flavored shit? I know I could very well Google the answer to that question, but…
I might like polenta more than potatoes. Shhh. Don’t tell the spuds. I’m not sure if this is universal, but polenta is pretty…