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Carl
612wharfavenue

As a portmanteau, sure. You can do it however you’d like. But a proper brunch is a social event that has existed for over a century.

People are as serious about eggs today as Steve Harvey is about bacon adjectives.

There are two links. One is to a video that showcases the description I provided of the individual, and the other that follows it is to an example recipe on his site.

Holy shit, I’ve never seen so many people with opinions about how to cook eggs. All y’all people need Mr. Breakfast. The dude is so happy all the time and it’s a wonderful antithesis to all you egg grumps today. Try to convince me you didn’t find ONE recipe on his site that you want to try. I’ll wait.

Anyway - Do you

everything is better on a biscuit

So here’s the cool thing about gin: Everything. It’s amazing by itself, and depending on what it’s been flavored with separates each one from the other. For example, if you told me that Tanqueray tastes like.. anything else, I would judge you so hard. Tanqueray and tonic tastes like how a Christmas tree smells. It’s

Of course not! But we can all imagine Liz Lemon doing this as a quick gag in 30 Rock. She is my spirit animal.

Cured eggs look amazing - way better than boring old crumbled that just get all weird in food. I wonder how I could get that nutty parmesan flavor into it to with the texture and just freak people out. “This

Plus you could catch like, 10 Pokemon.

I say it now at 32, but I think the upside to being in your 50s is that you’ve reached that “care free” age. At 32, people expect me to do things. Constantly. I had 9 days off for the 4th of July week/end, and I had about 4 hours to myself. But if I were 50, and I wanted to stay home and eat cupcakes, no one could

It’s a pretty long list. But the good news is, aside from your pupper/doggo, you’ve got TONS of disposable income to sink into retail therapy!

Guys: More “grown up” button down shirts and some decent brown shoes and the stuff to keep them clean and conditioned yourself. A couple pairs of Levis jeans, get rid of any

[cupcakes]

This is like, item #17 on the “single in your 30s” checklist, behind a cat/dog, bicycle, gin, and spoiled nieces/nephews. The way things are going for me lately, I will be making several of these little sadness puffs.

I love meat in tubes.

I want to say De Cecco is like, $0.67/box near me. If I end up shopping tonight, I’ll take a look and maybe we can work something out where I send you like, 20lbs by UPS.

Pasta is one of those things that is_so_subjective that it’s silly. I the rigatoni from Barilla more the Prince variant, but if I’m making Chicken

I’ve actually looked into larger corporate food service positions, and I can safely say it isn’t at all interesting to me. Everything is controlled to the 1/8 teaspoon. There’s very little room for deviation on recipes, though the menu itself is decided on by the on-site manager. I get it, you cut down on loss. That’s

Try peeling it! :D