I’m making shrimp and andouille gumbo for dinner and am seriously considering turning it into hand pies too.

you god-damn genius.

for empanadas de carne make a picadillo with ground beef and minced onion and a bit o’tomato paste and some raisins (i know, sugar), and toss some hardboiled egg in it and black olives.

There he is.

They had gotten rid of the ice box just around that time (after WWII). I’d be happy to have the goose, too, but I can’t imitate Julia the way I used to. Surely don’t need that jar of blood for anything except maybe to bury in the rose bed. Roses love blood. I used to work with a nurse who took home the expired blood…

I always speak like Julia internally when cooking.

Save the liver!

Grandma doesn’t need defending, in my book.

I’m sorry I did not :(

That car is the most so-cal thing possible.

I like the idea tons but I don’t know if the soy sauce will wilt the vegetables the same way. You can have salt AND soy sauce though.

Now you’re talking. I’ve never understood the mad love for Oreos.

One day you will gain mastery of baked confections, then you will proclaim at the top of your lungs that you are a “Master Baker” while standing in malls, playgrounds, church, etc.

Vienna Fingers are about the only childhood cookie that still tastes the same to me. Oreos went greasy somewhere. And chocolate chip, except real homemade Tollhouse, dried out.

I am so happy every time I get to share this recipe:

And then you become a James Bond villain.

The brownie batter ones should have been called “tootsie roll” oreos.

haaaaaaaa.

just walk, man. and do some squats and pushups. fuck running. the only people who love running more than runners are orthopedic surgeons. they make a mint from this.

yo, did you ever read the long reply to the questions you asked me the other day? i never even got a sign either way so i’m assuming no