A few years back, and rather late in the evening, my husband, our good friend and I discovered that none of us had ever really been to Vegas, other than driving through en route to further destinations. Given the lateness…
Thank you, National Pig Association of the United Kingdom, for giving us all a heart attack imagining life with a bacon shortage! Insert squeal... The real blame, however, goes to our hyper crazy global media outlets that took the title…
Let's say you're a studly high school senior looking to make a splash at the prom. It's your last year and you want to go out with a bang. But how? Exploding pants? Spiking the punch? Streaking during the coronation…
I've always been happy to be a member of my generation. Sure, we're considered slackers and technology addicts, and many of us are terrible at geography and world affairs. But hey, the Internet? Reliable cars? The Pixies? The comforts of…
I'm loving bloggers this week. Yesterday, of course, was a heart-attack recipe from SOT, and today I have to draw your attention once again to the Ridiculous Food Society of Upstate New York. Mr. Dave constantly cracks me up, and…
In case you haven't already met, I just have to introduce you to the Annals of Bacon Research. I'm super impressed with this team, first because they paired the word annals, which my husband cannot say or look at without…