I’m going to hell and all I wanted was a Creamsicle!
via Lady Bunny’s Blog. It has been totally denounced as a fake by Breyers/Unilever, but still… wow. Maybe I’ll get around to some real content today… but I doubt it
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Chocolate Thunder
Ethel Chocolates 5 uploaded by flickrite urbanbohemian. Ka-POW! They look great, they smell great and they made my co-workers jealous. After dinner I’ll see how they taste. … Yeah, I know, I got restraint. *hugs and smooches *
Cherry Pits
Cherry Pits – for DCist uploaded by flickrite DCist. This is just one of the reasons I want the freakin’ tourists OUT of my city. This is a city, not an amusement park! I guess I wasn’t really surprised by...
hardcore amateur food porn
Success! The cake turned out great, and we made sweet potato ravioli. I’ve never made pasta before and it was horribly easy and great fun. We might just have to do this on a regular basis. Check out the pics...
My future husband…
Not a pic from the concert we just got back from, but this is close enough. *sigh* He played for over 2 hours, and I still can’t come down from it to get myself to bed. 😀
So divine to feel the passion in this fashion…
Name the song referenced in my title without resorting to Google and win a no-prize and serious props a la moi. The spirit hasn’t really moved me to make a huge long post in a while, partially because the little...
Life’s a martini & you’re the shaker!
Success! The lasagna turned out to be pretty easy to make and delicious. I tried to document* most of the steps along the way using this recipe from Ina Garten and it made me realize the things I like about...
Down with eyes, romantic and stupid. Down with sighs and down with Cupid…
So far it’s been a pretty good day, I’ve called it “Deny thyself nothing” Day. I sent off a rebate on my TiVo, popped by the new Bed, Bath & Beyond in Chinatown, spent far too much money on myself...
I wish I knew how to quit you…
Yes, it’s St. Valentine’s Day. I’m not really for or against this holiday this year. I’m not compelled to write a tirade or lines of schmaltz. But I write this to expose my secret love, the object of my desire,...