Heh, that’s pretty good.
Heh, that’s pretty good.
Excellent! I’ll make it for Christmas.
How crucial is the cherry? Can another red liqueur work? Cause I can’t look at cherry flavoured alcohol without feeling a mite green. (Do not drink Kirsch, folks. Especially as a shot when you are trying to be supportive, you haven’t eaten, and other alcohol is in your system. It’s bad.)
Memorial Day, meant to be a solemn day to honor our nation’s fallen soldiers, turned into a weekend that’s all about beaches, barbecues, and big, big sales.
I am eating them for lunch, because I am only a woman.
Holy crackers, you are on fire today. Tater tots are my favourite; air fried, a little cheese, and bugger it all.
I guess that’s valid.
Now I want cinnamon buns. Thanks Claire.
Scotch and cider sounds bloody delicious.
Yeah, I pour it into a glass container, chill it, and dump it in the compost. But we have city composting, so it’s easy for us.
My father drank whisky from a flask when he went camping, and I will not bring dishonour on him by popping weird seaweed capsules.
If my grizzled, greasestained, middle aged father can drink a pretty pink beverage, so can any other dude, damn it.
I do live in such a hellscape! Well, comparatively to where I grew up, anyway.
After I read the article, in fact. The rest of my blue, with walnuts and honey on pears? delicious.
I should make a cheese plate.
The content I deserve.
And there is nothing wrong with that.
What if I told you that home pickling is neither a new phenomenon, nor the sole providence of children? Are you that disconnected from where food comes from?
Free will was a mistake.
Pimento cheese dressing also makes a good dip for Buffalo wings, but that is not a salad.