Friday, January 22, 2010


I make a lot of food. Once. Generally this is because it is only allowed by nature to occur once. Often it is because I have noted when you make people sick one time they tend to forgive, and even pity and respect your efforts - twice and they go into an accusatory tizzy.

Following will be my my own recipes; a display of the inedible that sustains my life. However, should you decide to try something, keep in mind that my roommate states her pity for both my stomach, and anyone who gets in the path of my cuisine, on a bi- and sometimes tri-weekly basis. So get some of that delicious minty pink beverage ready and what's the worst that could happen.*

*oh. and I don't believe in food poisoning.