The pumpkin risotto that I never thought I would cook
I never feel the urge to cook risotto. Never. And I especially never feel the urge to eat risotto. OK, maybe once, but I’m pretty sure I was under the influence of LSD or some other mind expanding/altering substance and I was actually under the impression that I was eating fried chicken, which I was…
Who wants to see a photo of my breakfast?
Sometimes I don’t really know what the purpose of this (or any other) blog is. But then I think can just do whatever I want and it’s all absolutely cool. Yeah. Right on. Power to the people and all that shite. Right now I am going to show you what I had for breakfast. I…