A sensible person would quit while he’s ahead, forget about the Orient in the bush and settle for the Casio in hand. Give you one guess what I’m going to do.
Made breakfast for my beloved this morning — scrambled eggs with scallions and linguica, sliced honeydew melon and an English muffin on the side.
Did I mention we have an online cookbook? Over and over, you say? Well, please forgive me, but I’m rather proud of it.
I guess it’s to be expected that 4th of July parades and gatherings are turning into mass shooting events, as they did yesterday in Chicago and Philadelphia.
Hey, it’s not like I’m the only spendthrift hobbiest in the house.
The lull between Christmas and New Year’s Day is traditionally the time for domestic bliss and best-of-year blog posts. Leastways, here at Paul’s Thing. Or is it?
Takeout Thanksgiving is just as big a mess to clean up afterward as home-cooked Thanksgiving, but at least the prep is easy.
Note to self: never put food close to the edge of the countertops.