January, the driest month of the year. Or in my case, the next 12 plus months. Nothing like really committing and going all out for this years new year resolutions… really trying to show everyone up over here. But lemme tell you something, it ain’t easy. Which is why I have been really getting into […]

Well, I will admit my recipe naming has really fallen off the wagon, as well as… well, my writing recipes. So many broken promises, and I wish I could feel more badly about it, however, I try to avoid any feeling that would cause any sort of negative thought right now because, holy ship, the […]

I did it, I am doing it you guys. I’m posting, again. I don’t even know if I would consider my last recipe a post, because it just involved pouring whiskey into a cup of your choosing, and to fill it to the rim. And I guess, I would hardly call this one a post […]

I originally titled this “Viral Insanity and A Recipe for my Self Destruction”. But realized I may receive some concerning phone calls and there is nothing I hate more than confrontation soooooo. Moving onward. Whiskey, Neat. Where my hypochondriacs at!? Would be V into freezing myself ala Walt Disney until this whole thing blows over. […]

I would love to say I grew up eating shellfish, so that way i would have a lot more street credit when it comes to developing recipes like this one, but that would be a big fat lie. In fact, I hated it. Without ever even trying. But first off: my brother was HIGHLY allergic […]

  well well well……… look who decided to show up only several months late after a clearly false promise of posting more again. expert putter-offer over here. BUT. also. a lot of shit went down. i say shit because crap would be putting the shit lightly. and to be quite honest there is already enough […]

    Guys. This month has been the WORST. Okay that’s being slightly melodramatic but I mean it hasn’t been the best. Well talking more physical health then mental, but then in the long wrong, don’t the two kind of walk hand in hand? Eventually whatever is going on takes a toll on your body […]

  Butter my buns and call me a biscuit, What in the world did I just agree to? The exact thoughts (except insert profanity where needed) that ran through my head when I responded “yes” to a dinner proposal from Eckerts Farm asking if I would be willing to put together a pop up meal […]