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Who wants an all-blue Super Bowl? Not me. I don’t even want to watch the damn thing. I do, however, look forward to the food. I’m making St. Louis-style pizza (Think Imo’s for those of you who don’t know what St. Louis-style is, although if you don’t know what St. Louis-style is then you probably don’t know what the hell Imo’s is. Uh, never mind).
Our Superbowl halftime entertainment: who needs Madonna. (Click the link; I’m not ready to invest in the $60 WordPress video player yet.)
It’s not a sports thing. I’m jaded on many levels. In fact I will post about it at some point. In the meantime, go blue.
Hey! Take a look at these eggs. Just look at them. Aren’t these the sexiest eggs ever? I ended up scrambling them. I know, right? They would have been perfect, and I mean perfect, over easy. But, hey, I’m on a diet and I would have really wanted (no, needed!) to sop them up with some bread or potatoes, which were already slated for lunch, so….(I did not photograph the debauchery).
Now, the purpose of this post is not just the beauty of these eggs, though it was inspired by it. No, I just wanted to suggest purchasing your eggs from local farmers rather than from commercial egg plants (that means your regular Wal-Mart eggs) where a hen may be confined, virtually immobile in a small battery cage for its entire natural life, unable to perform of any of its innate, natural acts (such as walking), or enjoy fresh air, sunlight, chicken camaraderie, etc. It’s really very obscene and inhumane. Fuck that. I’m not down with cruelty to animals. Are you?
Ah, the wonders of the International Grocery. It gives me great joy. And a license to thrill.
Spicy cock soup. It’s a steal at $0.79!
To be continued…
So I heard today on NPR that Hostess has filed for bankruptcy, citing, among other things, labor issues. What Ever. They make shit food. SHIT FOOD. I’ve no real accompanying picture, so in the spirit of the vague image associations, or, rather, disassociations, that usually accompany my posts (up to this point anyway), check out this treasure chest. What could be in it? Tune in next month.
Drawing a blank today. It kinda seems like if you have nothing to say, then why say anything at all?
Nevertheless, in support of always saying something, and of said something being completely off subject (of which there never was one to begin with haha), I did just clean up two spilled waters in the course of about a half an hour. At least this isn’t a juice household. I hate juice. Ninety-nine percent of the time it’s just sugar water (don’t quote me on that; there are a shitload of great food blogs that can give you the goods). Why does everyone feed their kids sugar water and then feel good about it? How bizarre. How about some good, old fashioned fruit instead? Juice just really pisses me off! Really. Fuck you, juice.
And yes, I AM the food police. You just wait. I’ve not even begun yet.
Apparently I can’t keep a promise to myself (RE: daily blog posts). Luckily I’m pretty flexible and one whose philosophy on rules may or may not be of the concrete variety. Therefore, I am suggesting that I allow myself a pass when it comes to posting on weekends. Thanks me. Love, me.
I’ve only now just realized how awesome Cuties are. Also known as the clementine, or California mandarin, we get them from the west coast this time of year (winter). Oh, yeah, Cuties have a blog, too. There are 40 calories and all your minimum daily Vitamin C in just one of these little babies.
First day back at work after the 3-day New Year holiday. This one afforded way more R&R than did the Christmas weekend, and for that I am thankful. Probably should be posting a work-type photo here but instead just take a look at this wacked-out florescent office light.
Official Day 1 of diet and it turned out ok despite forgetting my breakfast banana. So, I starved until the classic half-can-of-tuna-and-single-Wasa-crispbread (accompanied by a shitload of hot pepper rings, of course) lunch. Now its supper and photo is attached. Make of it what you will, it was damn good.