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Puff The Magic Chicken...Pie
While I don't attack most desserts, I like pie from time to time. One filled with fruit or better yet rich, mousse-like cremes. I am still haunted by my dear grandmere's perfectly sweet and tart lemon pie and sometimes dream of a now lost place that served gargantuan coconut cream pie so high you could leap to your demise from it's whipped peaks ( Read more... ) -
Screaming Good Stuffing To Fill The Void
It's coming. The annual day of gluttony. And sloth. And liquor. And relatives that make you long for the bleak, silent emptiness of the void. But then, there's stuffing and as a bearded devil I know in Western Pennsylvania recently told me, "it's all about the stuffing." Amen ( Read more... ) -
Kiss Me Deadly...Fangs Very Much
I tried to get away from here - from plying my trade, my passion for all things sensual that go in the mouth - but I just can't stop myself. I'm back - just in time for Halloween! - wanting to give more....and get you tipsy. Plus I've given my heart away to my soulmate Nokken so I'm all about passion and believing in true love. And monsters, of ( Read more... ) -
I Am Your Slice of Life
Despite my love of fire and immersing things in it, I'm not a baker. Some of us, we kitchen haunters, are cooks and some are bakers...I fall into the previous group. Like my friends the shape-shifters or those silly demons who can morph into your most feared thing, cooking is an art - it is versatile, malleable, flexible - you can modify recipes ( Read more... ) -
Celebrate With Gothtails
Today is World Goth Day my darklings....who knew there'd ever be such a day back in the Dark Ages when the shadowpeeps got a lot of flack for being what their dead, cold, black & beautiful little hearts said they were.
Whether this designation means we're accepted {I hope the fuck not - that would pollute the pool, if you know what I mean} or not ( Read more... ) -
Let's Get Transcendental
I have a few pals who claim to dislike curry and/or vegetables, especially Brussels sprouts and sweet potatoes. To these beasts I say {to play on that gorgeous gancanagh Morrissey} you just haven't learned it yet baby.
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Give In To Desire...Orgasmic Orzo
'In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love...'
That, taken from Tennyson's poem Locksley Hall, documents that throughout {literary} history spring - with its explosion of greenery and floral color as well as its warmer temperatures - inspires humans (not just men, thanks very much) to turn frisky, flirty and to long for ( Read more... ) -
Exorcist Soup (Part Deux)
{Gorey Note: This is a potion from the archives but spring is the time for peas, so use fresh ones if you can get 'em - it's even better that way!}I've written before about my addiction to soup - I will remain an addict for the rest of my life, thanks very much. The weather here is so devilishly depressing and damp, full of lovely rain and glorious ( Read more... ) -
Eat Irish
In honor of St. Patrick's Day I'm serving up another helping of my famous beef and beer stew. While there's probably a wee bit o'Irish in my ancestry, I cannot be sure...after all we denizens of the dark keep our secrets well...even from each other. Regardless, this dish is tops and will surely add to your good fortunes, especially if you lift a ( Read more... ) -
Brothy Love to Warm the Undead Heart
[Gorey note: As I said previously, I will - when appropriate - repost some recipes. This is one of those. ;-x ( Read more... )
