considering many breads are but mere vehicles for butter, i’m completely fine with a buttered bun with my burger every now and then. but heaping gobs of butter in the meat or melted all over the top? hork. i’ve lived in paris, i adore butter, but there is such thing as too much.

...i miraculously have all the ingredients for this in my fridge and pantry, so i guess i know what i’m making to go with dinner tonight.

they are so good! i’m pretty sure my mom got the recipe from the back of the oatmeal cannister - either that or the butterscotch bag, but either way, back-of-label recipes are there for a reason it would seem. 

huh...i thought this was going to be really difficult seeing as i can’t eat peanuts anymore and thought my nostalgia would overtake sane voting, but, kevin won hands-down. now i really want a freaking 100 grand bar bc crisped rice is amazing with chocolate (i am pro-krackle, idgaf) and must now go find some in the…

nope, i’m just gonna keep audition as my benchmark for ‘gahhhhhh’ and not watch this. ...also bc it’s 3:30 and i can’t get existential right now, i’ve got spreadsheets to do. or something.

never.

good god i miss old-school gap from my high school and college days. so many of my favorite basics came from them, from plain ordinary straight-leg jeans (not tapered, not flared, not wide, not skinny, just goddamn straight), basic short and long-sleeve shirts in any number of colors that could withstand many a…

the same one where they hope federal prosecutors can ‘put it behind them.’ this isn’t a dust-up at the brunch club or whatever the fuck, it’s an actual federal crime, but, can’t everybody just forget about it and move on?

for the record, the ones she always used back in the day are ghirardelli, so, that may have something to do with it being delicious. 

my mom just introduced me to lomo saltado last summer while i was staying with my family and i know by peruvian standards she probably makes it all kinds of wrong, but oh my goodness, it’s still so delicious. 

butterscotch chips are way too underrated in my opinion. chocolate is always good, but butterscotch is such a delightful and unexpected flavor a lot of the time. my mom used to mail me oatmeal butterscotchies in college and i had to swat my roommates away from them, which is surprising considering the base of the…

oh lawds. this was a lot of my childhood, wherein my parents had a ‘sugar cannot be in the first three ingredients of your cereal’ rule. it...was rough. we had cheerios (actually delightful and i still love them), occasionally even the apple cinnamon kind if we were super lucky, kix (trash), puffins (ughhhh), life…

for most of my childhood my mom was super strict about what cereals my brother and i could have, but once i got to high school her job was pretty much consuming her and stressing her out big time, so she just stopped giving any fucks. rice krispie treat cereal, reese’s puffs, and oreo o’s somehow made it into our…

same, pretty much. my parents tried (and ultimately failed) to implement a no or low-sugar cereals only policy, which wound up with my brother and myself switching to pop tarts or oatmeal that we’d then dump a ton of sugar in anyway. we were fine, and by the time i got to high school i would just grab a fruit bar or a…

oh goddammit now i can’t unsee it

yeah no, i get that for sure. i’m not her biggest fan in general tbh, but i suppose i was more reacting to the comments at large across a multitude of articles about it. i’m sure she could give two fucks about it bc she’s set for life and can do what she wants. i meanwhile will continue to peck away in my cubicle. le…

this. this comment right here is how i’m feeling about the whole thing. for her entire (public) existence, she’s been called everything from a whore to an idiot to the fall of humanity, she’s ‘famous for nothing’ and ‘has no talent,’ which, okay fine, believe what you want. but the woman is trying to do something…

i feel this in my soul. my mom collected gourmet magazine for as long as i can remember, having them organized in file boxes in the closet by month and year. they were dog-eared and loved and she used so many recipes from so many issues that they were basically her entire recipe collection. ....then we moved across…

eh. if they expand outside of phoenix i’ll be more interested, but until then, i will reside in my sleepy non-phoenix arizona town and eat pretty much any other burger chain.

if your cat or mine even went near the bowl of fruit i’d be amazed; their taste buds don’t even detect sweet tastes. now if you’ll excuse me, i’m off to fry’s for the 2 for $5 strawberries and blueberries for my dang self.