- Bee’s Knees - An extraordinary person, thing, idea
- Berries - is attractive or pleasing; similar to bee’s knees, As in “It’s the berries.”
- Big Cheese - The most important or influential person. Same as big shot
- Bluenose - An excessively puritanical person, a prude
- Bump Off - To…
I just realized I speak like I’m from the 20s… Wha wha whaaaaaa
As a child my mom used to make us grilled cheese sammies to eat with chicken noodle, campbells condensed of course, but she used American sliced cheese. Now, I wouldn’t say I’m a food snob but I definitely refuse to eat processed cheese. It scares me how fast that crap melts; it’s just not right. Well, as a mother of two baby boys I don’t wanna be that lame mom that says, “NO jude! you cannot have (insert weird food here).” Like, I love me some Top Ramen, oriental flavor with a little tobasco. It’s not something i keep in my pantry but there are times I wish I did. By the way, it’s literally the best meal to eat the morning after a few serious libations. I try to create ways to prepare the processed nasty in a whole food way. so in this experiment, i made a grilled cheese, whole wheat, shredded cheddar and i used veganaise on the out side of the bread instead of real mayo or butter. Flash forward to two minutes later and the pan side piece of bread now looks like asphalt. Knowing i have little room for error and not wanting to throw away uneaten food, i make the big flip. no, i just stand over the stove checking the bottom every 5 secs. I walked away from the stove on the first side; had to send my bestie day card, y’all. Needless to say, i ate a grilled cheese that looked lie “Two-face” from the Batman movies; Aaron Eckhart version, the real deal. I guess i just need to practice, it’s weird though when i can make a delicious fancy pants meal but can’t make a simple grilled cheese. I’ll figure it out.
Also, I have never eaten a sloppy joe. Why would i want to eat something called “sloppy”?
Christmas tree O Christmas tree!
Now to keep the toddler from destruction. I have a gate to go around the tree; I just don’t think it’s fair to cage the pretty tree.
ronbabcock:farlizzle:lindsayames:IMG_2656 on Flickr.
I made Puttanesca.
My friend told me he has been having dreams of it ever since.
He’s Italian, there’s credibility there.
Shallots - dice em
Garlic- dice it
Olives (kalamata) - pit em and chop em
Anchovies - cut em up and keep the oil
Capers- let em do their thing
Can of tomatoes - open the thing up why dont’cha?
Tomato paste - just relax with it for a minute
Before you start griping about my lack of measurements let me tell you that this sauce is about passion. Feeling! Inner culinary intuition. So screw the measurements. If you like a lot of capers use as many as you like. If you hate anchovy (don’t talk to me) leave it out. This is about what makes you go mmmmmmm.
Get the shallots and garlic working in the pan. Let them get nice and translucent. Throw in the anchovies and the olives. Work em in for a bit and add the leftover oil from the anchovy. Toss in half of the canned tomato. (I like getting whole canned tomato’s and squeezing them with my hands.. I’m a tactile kind of person) Add a tbsp of tomato paste and let it cook down.
Cook your noodles. Drain them but keep the pasta water. Add some of that pasta water to the sauce and then mix in the noodles. This will bind the sauce to the noodles making all the difference in the world.
I threw in some fresh grape tomato’s at the end and coated it with some reggiano parm. I was fending off proposals by the end of the meal.
Puttenesca, the panty remover of sauces.Reblogging because this site is the best, and the line “the panty dropper of sauces” made me choke on leftover turkey.
She specifically said “the pant remover of sauces”, not “the panty dropper of sauces.” Get your shit together Farley.
Heh. I wonder if she knows what puttanesca means.
Hilarious and delicious.
The Great Gatsby
What was playing in theatres over Thanksgiving weekend for Miss Annabell Mason, November 1926.
See what other films were out during the holiday season that year!
(This is right before the advent of “Talkies,” which started making their appearance in 1927- hailing the end of silent film.)
My favorite era.
