So Monday morning suemac and I decamped for Hotlanta, ostensibly for me to do network work for UF. But we all know the REAL reason to go to Atlanta is for the plethora of vendors of culinary excellence, all designed to separate you from the bulk of your cash and all of your diet ambitions ( Read more... )

suemac and I got to reminiscing about our newlywed days (lo these many years ago). We recalled some of the quick-n-dirty dinners we used to throw together in our postage-stamp apartment kitchen. Well, talking led to craving, so we resurrected something from the deeps of time for dinner last night. Sherman, set the WayBack Machine™ for the late 80s, ( Read more... )

Idjit here ate all of the serving of Steamers pork fried rice, instead of eating just half of it and sticking the other half in the fridge for lunch tomorrow. Bad man! Now my stomach is all "Urgh no space no space upset many belchings!"

Steamers is excellence in a square takeout container, nonetheless.

Bacon, pinnacle ( Read more... )