Adolf Hitler was a sadistic, genocidal maniac. No question of it. None whatsoever! So why am I writing about him? Especially in a column devoted to food? Because I am sick and tired of those alt-right sonofabitches trying to say he had anything approaching a redeeming quality. Oh, and he was food hypocrite! One of…
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You Must Be Kidding Me!?!
Political correctness can go take a flying leap! Especially when it affects my cooking. There are many important things affecting the world today that you should be upset about: Poverty. War. Famine. Disease. My making a pot of pasta sauce is not one of them. Need I explain? Okay, I will One of my favorite…
Marinated Mammoth?
I am a bad man. I am a bad, bad man. Seriously, I am a bad, bad, bad man. Do you really need evidence? Okay. A couple of weeks ago I was teen-sitting. That is when they are too old to be babysat but too young to drive. My youngest godson, Jaime, and I were…
The Great Cookie Battle
This is a story of WAR. Deep, dark no-holds-barred war. Let me put it another way Sometimes, you just feel pissy. You just have to have a fight. You know what I mean. There are times when no matter what is going on you just have to rip someone a new one. Puppies barking? SNAP!…
The Ballad of Floyd the Pig
Someone asked me to please retell this story – one of my favorites. I will warn you though -this is the CLEAN version! Anyone who wants the PG-13 version email me directly for the link. While this is not exactly a bad food tale, it came close. And, it does result from one of the…
A Microwave Can Solve Anything, Right?
Have you ever had a meal that was so incredibly bad that you will never forget it? I have…oooooh yeah. So bad we-went-out-for-Burger-King-afterword bad. It started off with such promise. I had been doing a lot of cooking for our local group when David and Tina decided they could do better. They were actually kind…
A Little Pretension Goes A Long Way
I have seen q uite a few kitchen mishaps in my time. Truly. Everything from cuts to bruises to burning hair to accidentally leaving bits of themselves in the food. But, that is a story for another time. Or maybe not. My Dad makes kick ass chili. Just the right amount of spices. Kidney beans…
My Life In Bad Food 