Bite Me

If you know me at all, you know my feelings on souped-up vehicles which is to say: I view them with crushing scorn accompanied by an...

Go out to eat at any restaurant with a good selection of fish on the menu. Listen to the tables around you ordering, or the waiter...

Sunday is a perfect day, in my opinion, to bake. No, not the kind that's legal in all the fun states, the kind with measuring cups and...

If you know me at all, you know that I'm more than just keen on quinoa. I frickin love that stuff, and I don't know why. Maybe it's the...

I genuinely feel sorry for all of my friends and family in the States right now. I do not envy you the current, fearsome cold snap that...

Not all food is pretty. More specifically, not all GOOD food is pretty. Examples like three-bean chili, almost any form of stew and...

Unless you live under a rock, you know that Valentine's day is coming up. This Saturday. Boys, that gives you three whole days to scrape...

First of all, let me apologize for the recent radio silence. Tommy and I moved to a new apartment and only just got our internet set up,...

As I have previously discussed, Sunday is the ugly stepsister of the week. It's lazy but cranky at the same time. You have this...

I have written before about the fact that my grasp of millennial colloquialisms is shoddy at best (See "Sup, Shorty?"). I have been made...