Buns: The Yeasty Kind. Not The Baby Kind.
Tweet Raise your hand if you like gravy. Uh huh. Lots of raised hands. Now, raise your hand if you’re good at making gravy. Strange…not nearly so many hands in the air. You people with your weird gravy issues confuse me. Why is it so hard for you? I don’t get it? I mean, I’m [...]
Tweet I’m about to completely change the way you think about me, but you know what? I’m okay with that. I’m all about keeping things real. This story starts a long time ago. Like 21 years ago-ish. I was around 8. I had a friend. She was at my house one summer day and we [...]
Tweet What would you say if I told you that I don’t really eat donuts for breakfast? Or, honestly, any sweets? I’m more of a savory kind of girl when it comes to breakfast. All that sugar first thing in the morning? No, thank you. Then I saw these donuts. And I died. Then I [...]
Tweet It’s back! The blog is back! Hallelujah, praise Bieber. Thanks for sticking with me through all of the “account suspended” business. I was finally able to get things transferred to a new host that does not hate me and want me dead, so that’s nice! To celebrate I made brinner. You know…breakfast for dinner. [...]
Tweet I’ve mentioned before how mean and hateful my husband is with all of that nonsense about me being “un-American.” Just because I’d never eaten meatballs, meatloaf, eggnog, oatmeal, or tomato soup doesn’t make me un-American. And who cares that we were married by the time I ate my first Peanut Butter & Jelly sandwich? [...]
