Have I mentioned before how much I love potatoes? For many years I was an addict, barely able to prepare a meal without them. I'm a mashed potato expert, but never tell my guests that they're eating equal parts potato,…
I must admit this product has done nothing but confuse me. It smells like bacon. It tastes baconesque. My roommates stuffed brownie treats inside it (really people? bacon and brownies?) but seemed rather aggravated when I tried to eat. Is…
You gotta love The New Yorker. Wry, urbane, and recently under attack for some controversial cover art. You know what? It's not going to make me stop reading. Not when the latest edition features the Fourteen Passive-Aggressive Appetizers that would…
If you're reading this blog, there's a chance you like bacon. If you follow more than one blog, there's a chance you also like other time-wasting, Internet-based nonsense, like Facebook and Twitter. If any or all of those things are…