My Thanksgiving potatoes turned out yummy and wonderful.  I ate the last of the sweet potatoes today, and it made me a little sad, because sweet potato is a fabulous breakfast.  I usually peel and mash them with a bit of brown sugar, but I bet it'd work out very nicely too if I simply nuked it in its skin, then cut it open and applied butter and ( Read more... )

God, I love Yuengling. 
Sweet and cold, frothy amber.
I happily drink.

1. It comes out of a box instead of a carton, or preferably, a punch bowl.

2. It looks brownish and watery instead of yellow and creamy.

3. It says "Rice Nog" on the box, and tastes like watery, sugary rice instead of thick, eggy egg nog.

Ew. NIce try, penny-pinching father-who-did-the-grocery-shopping. And by "nice," I mean gross.

I've had exactly ONE beer, and I'm feeling it.  Must mean I'm either dehydrated, or in need of starchy food.  Or both.  I'll drink some water and eat a pizza just to be safe.  (And then I'll drink another beer.)

In the meantime, I've just about finished Vol. 4 of Heroes, "Fugitives," and will slap up a reaction post like the other one probably ( Read more... )

I dreamed I was checking out some kind of hole-in-the-wall ethnic foods shop(pe) with a friend, and we each found a box of tea we wanted to try.  Mine was was a kind of melon-lime flavor, and my friend chose a mango flavored tea.  She let me taste it, and I'm telling you, it was the best tea I've ever tasted.  It tasted like it had real mango in it ( Read more... )