Heart Attack on a Plate

You ever wake up and feel like “fuck a bowl of oatmeal”? You ever want something so fattening, so boorish, so wrong that you’re just like “Fuck it, I’ll hafta run 5 miles to keep this off my ass but right now I’m going for …

Pulled Pork Sammies with Kohlrabi Slaw

We had Sus and Shin over for dinner last night. We love those guys, especially since they brought that little squishy stress-toy of theirs (oh, right – they’re called babies – my bad). Sage is the cutest little happa you’ve ever seen. He makes little …