March 02 » You Know, I Moved Out of Vermont Specifically for this Reason
See that? That's a bowl of goodness. Right down to the very core of the meaning of the word goodness. That's like a massive ice cream cone on a 95+° day. That's like a Plymouth martini, straight up, extra dry, olives. That, my friends, is perfection. You know, I never thought I'd grow up and hate snow days. Yet. Here I am. 30 years old (on the verge of 31), on March 2, 2009, coming to the realization that I, yes, I, hate snow days. But ...
November 03 » Chilly? Chili!
Sorry about leaving this up incomplete and with no introduction. I was so full from eating the chili that I could barely think about cleaning, much less typing. Awesomely Julie usually cleans after I cook so that was an easy one for me. I just got to sit on the couch with Rob and play Halo 3. Ah, lazy Saturdays. But you're not here to read about my Saturday nights, now are you? No. You want food. And, really, it's probably much more interesting to write about that my day-to-day. (Hint: There's ...
I'm no chef. I'm barely a cook. And certainly not in the professional sense. I work in mobile for a living, but I enjoy cooking almost as much as I love 
