This afternoon, I prepared and ate a steak covered in butter.
I can be a wordy motherfucker. I’m a fan of, you know, lots of words and shit.
This dinner was so good, I actually had to go lie down afterward. Not because I was so full, just because I had to process what had just happened.
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 ...
Many thanks to today’s poster Peter of Qui Si Mangia Bene who, aside from taunting me with this sandwich because I once again ate a bowl of Special K for lunch, gets +10 for using ...
Paula Disbrowe, authoress of Cowgirl Cuisine, likes to give macho cuts of beef – in this case, sirloin – a “pretty, feminine treatment.” Because when I think “pretty and feminine” I know I think “nose-burning, ...
Jamie Oliver wants to make me a Better Cook. And you know what? I want to let him. Not just because I want to reach up and tousle his slightly windblown yet actually styled and ...