Take one oven, heated to 325º. Apply 8 or 9 rashers of bacon aligned on a baking rack atop a sheet pan. Bake until FUCKING AMAZING, approx. 20-25 minutes. Die of happiness ( Read more... )

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I'm on a writing spree! Two in two days! So Dr. Robin got more information on why I'm taking so much medicine, and it turns out that there IS an excellent answer. It's part of an experimental treatment that seems to be bearing out a rather shocking hypothesis ( Read more... )

It's nice to have Teddy around. I say that first-off because it's so important. He gently helps me remember, when I'm worked up about something, that I'm lucky to have the luxury of being upset about the small things. And it's true! All-in-all, it's a good day for me ( Read more... )

 This isn't sugar-free.  It isn't fat-free.  It will probably be your death.  It belongs on that wretched site, ThisIsWhyYou'reFat.  Not for those with a serious heart condition.  If you make it, however, you are going to be blown away by the awesomeness.  It is my long-promised pb, bacon, and banana pie.

Some background: I envisioned this perhaps 2 ( Read more... )

A year ago today (2/17) I was admitted to the hospital because my body was trying to tell me something, and apparently it felt like writing in my own blood.  I didn't know it was leukemia for a few more days -- and that day sticks out in my mind for many, many reasons -- but I still consider today the anniversary of my illness.  I remember how ( Read more... )

I love my dad, I truly do, but sometimes he says something so funny that I need to share. Today we were talking about internet radio ( Read more... )

Once again, I hit a home run with my Valentine's Day gift-giving.  Last year it was the awesome Nerf Wii game.  This year, a Build-Your-Own Lightsaber kit.  Once again, bob_wonderllama screamed like a little girl.  <3 !!

And his gift to me?  He slaved away all afternoon over the smoker, wading through knee-deep snow on the roof, to make me amazing-licious ribs.

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 Every time I look up at the shelf my dear little Brigadier General Flapjack O'Neill sits upon, I notice her staring hungrily down at my head...

Do people still say that?  Booyah, I mean?  ...  Aaaanyway, I have some more culinary chit chat!  I've been a busy little bumble.

Tonight's dinner was one of my rare masterpieces.  I have the capacity to make amazing food, but we usually end up with pretty good family dinner staples.  Not tonight, baby!  Dinner started with the soup course, a ( Read more... )