saturday was all about the food

my back felt better. 

so i cooked.

such a rookie move.

 

but LOOK AT THE DELICIOUS FOOD WE ATE!!!

in season, fresh dover sole..

flour, salt, pepper.

 

brown butter..

 

 sauteed then finished with lemon zest and juice.

 

hardcore.

 

recipe

 

 

grilled cabbage and yellow squash with a spicy thai vinaigrette.

so flavorful.

it was honestly the best part and i could have eaten just it.

 

recipe

 

 

wild blackberries growing on the side of my house.

 

tossed in some sugar, flour and vanilla.

 

 

butter crumbles.

 flour, sugar, cinnamon, salt and one stick of butter.

 

nestled on top of the berries, ready for cooking.

 

375 for 45 minutes.

last 5 minutes brolied for crispness...

 

caramelized goodness.

it was like one of those crisp, lacey cookies on top with a buttery, gooey vanilla ooze underneath.

and the tang of the tart berry mixed in made it so perfectly balanced.

 

 

just add vanilla ice cream.

 

i want to float down a river of ice cream.

 

me and my diarrhea dairy tendencies meant only one spoonful of the stuff.

but it was just enough to creamify everything in my mouth.

 

it was heaven.

 

OH!

and we watched the 1st and 2nd episodes of game of thrones!

or as i like to call it

game of incest and butt sex.

 

do you watch?

 

there are a lot of boobs.

 

 clearly we haven't gotten past the 13yo boy phase of this show.

 

every scene mike and i are just about to touch our privates...

 

but then someone gets their head cut off and their intestines gutted.

 

it's awesome.

 

 

 (i made up the crisp recipe so if you want specifics just holla in the comments section- it's gluten free but you would just swap out GF for AP if you wanted it the regular way)

 

 

 

 

 

i'm not gonna lie..

i'm more than a little excited about the return of the jersey housewives.

how i have missed this fucking clown parade.

 

we are starting off in such SUCH a good place (terrible place)...

 

there is double leopard in one shot.

 

 

there is the worst apology in the history of apologies.

 

there is italian menopause.

"we fight big and we make up big"

let's hope they "menopause big".

 

 

there are bejewelled monokinis.

and thigh-ginas.

 

 

there is talk of a "gorgasm".

i know SOMEONE who jizzed in her pants a little.

 

 

there are wolves.

 

 

ashley has lohanized herself.

and they're sending her to vegas to live with relatives.

who wants to take bets that she's hustlin at the bunny ranch in less than a week after arrival?

in all seriousness....this is the ONE story line on this show that disturbs me the most..

what 20 year old is not out partying every single night?

sweet jesus!  

i was putting money in fat ladies' garters at the clairmont lounge and doin' blow off a hooker's ass in the bathroom. 

don't send her away.

she'll grow out of it.

she just needs a hug and to work out some of her anger.

too much emphasis is being put on her "bad ways"..on NATIONAL TELEVISION!

bunny ranch.

 

 

and finally..

more rosie please.

 

 

rosie is a no nonsense lady licker and i love her.

 

in fact, let ashley stay with rosie for a spell.

 

 

thoughts?