Avoid at all costs that vile spew you see rotting in oil in screwtop jars. Too lazy to peel fresh? You don’t deserve to eat garlic.
~Anthony Bourdain
Category Archives: Words to live by
It’s amateur night. Take ‘er easy folks.
I like to have a martini,
Two at the very most.
After three I’m under the table,
after four I’m under my host.
~Dorothy Parker
Hey Hey Paula, I wanna move next door to you
What is it about Paula Deen? Is it the accent? The hair? The butteranoerl? Maybe it’s the openly unhinged-ness of it all. Witness:
Apparently it’s all the romantical gnawing and the bone sucking.
But then there’s this, girlfriend:
I love her. After about teeyen minits ah staht talkin’ lahk thayat. Reeeel slow lahk.
No kidding, I could watch this stuff for days. I defy you to stop once you get started. Just make sure you trash the Krispy Kremes and deep six the bacon before you open the vein and jack into the matrix, folks.
Can we get that goddamned thing out of here now?
Next to the presidency, detrimming a tree has to be the loneliest job in the world. It has fallen to women for centuries and is considered a skill only they can do, like replacing the roll on the toilet tissue spindle, painting baseboards, holding a wet washcloth for a child who is throwing up or taking out a splinter with a needle.
~Erma Bombeck
Tweet Me Up!
Against my better judgement, but in the hope of turning this little corner of the web into a publishing juggernaut (or just a paying gig), I’ve joined the chattering multitudes on Twitter. The little button is on the left and you just push it to follow me, or tweet me, or twit me. I don’t pretend to even BEGIN to understand how it works or what I’m trying to accomplish, but if Alec Baldwin can do it….
Kitchen Slattern 