Please, please, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, should folks go back to jello shots, be careful. The flavors above sound great, but as the only time I have ever gotten wasted (and took 2 days to get sober/stop puking) was with jello shots they also terrify me. Came home to a houseparty my roommates threw without telling…

Yup yup yup/ Embrace the joy of selfish knitting! For 2021/21 I’m refusing to craft for anyone other than my husband (and I rarely knit for him. 15 years of marriage in January and he still hasn’t received one of the most famous of the knitter’s curses, a boyfriend sweater) because, damnit, I wanna have ~FUN~ with my…

Something kinda funny that, as surreal as it sounds, those freaky things are a huge touchstone for my husband and I, in a really round about way. My dad was in the FBI at the time, truckloads of the creepy things were being stolen to move cocaine. Dad was one of the agents that broke the case and somehow, that was…

Gonna make some suggestions here that seem to not get mentioned often, but ones I swear to god I wish would be, and all are for ANY type of emergency. Mainly because they are sensible, but also... I gotta argue and argue HARD about that ‘people aren’t going to panic until it’s already started’ point at the end. Take a…

The most it ever really motivates me could be viewed as more of a net less than anything else. If it really looks good, I usually go rummaging my cookbooks or looking for a good recipe online to see if it tastes like it looks. So, not only not getting my butt into a store or to a restaurant, but helping insure I can…

Does the plane remain in the air when required and can it come back to the ground without exploding into a fireball with the cooking oil fuel? Yes? Cool. I mean, I’ll still never fly again, but can’t see any reason the rest of you nutters can’t get into a giant metal pipe powered by burning fuel straight up into storm…

In another life I would come back as either an agent, manager or publicist and make an utter killing based on a patent pending piece of publicity perfection: Duct Tape. Before I would allow any of my clients the ability to leave their homes, duct tape. Right across the mouths. I may also take away their cell phones…

As much as the woman makes me itch, for the exact same reasons I wouldn’t want to be stuck in an elevator with her makes me rather doubt she would ever say something definitive that could be pointed back at her. She has lived her entire life by the strict rule of making no waves, think/speak nothing that could be…

Take the gods damn star and I hope it keeps you warm at night after the visual you just dumped into my brain of Hickenlooper adopting that particular sartorial style. I swear on all my yarn stash, if that image pops up in my dreams/nightmares tonight, you and I are gonna have some rather stiff words together.…

I can personally blame an unhealthy affection for fruit cake in all it’s various incarnations to these monks. Their fruitcake was the first I ever had and now I’m stuck on the hunt for how to make the perfect one. I swear on my best chef’s knife, one day I’m gonna crack the code to a perfect one.

It’s okay. 90% of the time, it’s fine, I’ve got it mostly figured out (I’m a cheap enough wench I even grind my own flours because $8.99lb for white rice flour was making me feel the need to lay down with a cold washcloth on my forehead), my main complaint can likely just be laid down to laziness and whining. Fast…

Would it be wrong to reach for the stars and expand your wonderful idea to ‘more plant based options that aren’t just a barely warmed patty of something non-critter based but instead actual options?’ Veggie chili, chickpea poppers, falafal bites and the like? I always feel bad for friends who have the options of fries…

I think we’re pretty close to a time when going to the grocery is the rarity and mail/delivery/pickup becomes the normal. This past year made the whole idea explode, but I just see it gathering speed and options in actual brick and mortar stores continuing to plunge in 2022. 3 years ago, getting food delivered (as in…

In the same vein, I’m placing my bets on war time and depression era recipes making a comeback. The last year made me reeeeeaaaaalllly glad my gram insisted I know how to cook, can, garden and sew. (She mainly made sure because, while I love my mom, the woman can’t cook to save her life and gram was afraid we would…

I must be living in a candy void, because I can honestly say I’ve never even SEEN those chocolate santa’s they are claiming is Ohio’s go to Christmas candy. Granted, if it’s chocolate, caramel or peanut butter based, I make it myself (no, not a food snob. Allergies suck.) and my go-to this time of year are chocolate…

I’m staring down the barrel of another 4 turkeys (yes. Another. It’s been a week to make a woman seriously consider veganism because the last thing I want to do for a while is eat meat once this is all said and done. Happens every year around this time and boy howdy do my veggie cookbooks get a workout for the first 2…

Eh, it was Jack Daniels, the world shall spin on and on with nary a tear lost. Now if it had been Bushmill’s....

Gluten free and/or allergy free that doesn’t boil down to ‘wrap it in a lettuce leaf’ or ‘maybe you can find safe french fries at a few places?’. I get the groans people give hearing the words gluten free (may every person who decided it was just a ‘diet’ and, after making the waiters life hell at the restaurant…

In an effort to find one small spark of light in a horrible situation, congratulations my dear Kylie. You made the phrase “Thank god for furry porn” come out of this rather overwhelmed woman’s mouth.

“but if you’re not running around with other ne’er-do-wells smashing pumpkins and getting up to other light delinquency by the time you’re 14 or so, what are you even doing with your life”