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Chocolate Pariah

I’m in a considerable amount of hot water for making this cake. My mother, grandmother and aunt have been in a heated competition with each other for the last several years to see who can make the better cake – it’s a pride thing with The Ladies. So they busied themselves quite often going back and forth finessing their recipes, one upping each other for years. And as a result, I really have not had any need to bake one myself since my return here – you know, I’m getting a steady stream of pastries from The Ladies. But I was fiending for chocolate really bad; had been for days. My mom had promised to bake a chocolate cake several weeks ago. Had the cocoa and other ingredients just laying about since forever, and no cake. Finally my appetite reached the end of it’s patience, I sneaked into her kitchen while she was away from home, and made the cake myself this past weekend. (more…)


A Pretty Awesome Day of Doing Nothing

Swinging @ the State FairSpent the day at the State Fair today, where I did not actually ride too many rides, but spent most of my time people watching. And then there was all the overpriced the food, the main reason I went. There is just something inexplicable about carnival food. It smells better than it tastes. And despite knowing that at my age from decades of experience, you still get suckered into spending way too much money on the stuff. And this year, boy did I ever spend. Over the course of the day, I imbibed enough food to make Adam Richman proud. Let’s see. All totaled, I wolfed down a twenty-four inch corndog; a cheeseburger the size of a hubcap, made up of enough bun to choke an elephant to death . . . and enough meat to be an elephant; a bucket of fries large enough to put Idaho out of business (which surprisingly, turned out to be some of the best fries I have eaten in ages – go figure); a barbecued turkey leg the size of meat portions from The Flintstones; and somehow found the space to choke down a vanilla icecream cone the size of the Burj Khalifa. We’re I a camel or something, I think that I have stored up enough food in my extra stomachs, to go a month or two across the Sahara without. (more…)

The Foodie In Me


FoodieThis morning I had the most amazing scrambled eggs. The recipe was really a simple affair: a pat of clarified butter, two eggs, a couple dashes of salt and black pepper, plus aged cheddar and aged provolone grated right into the skillet. But despite the simplicity of it all, it was truly a glorious side dish to start the day with, and quite possibly the best scrambled eggs that I have had in years. It was toe-curling great, which got me to thinking. (more…)