It would appear that right now, my spiffy new "looks like it always did" blog will be filled with nothing but randomness. Apologies for those of you returning for one thought-provoking post about comic books after another. I still read them, I assure you, just not as many. I suppose the truth of the matter is my brain is a little stuck on random right now, and I've chosen to make you fine people suffer along with me.
Now, first a bit of embarrassment to get out of the way. When I posted yesterday that I expected you f*ckers to comment away, of course I was referring to Binky. I never expected the first person to comment to be Mrs. Frozin (whom I would never refer to as a f*ucker). So, sorry about that Amber!
However, in one of her comments she did offer to give me some help with recipes. Some of you know already, but I've been learning to cook lately. Don't ask me why it took almost 5 years, but I'm no longer content to feed my son from the microwave, or warm up chicken in the oven that's been previously cooked in other, more effective ways. So far nothing I've cooked has killed him and to be perfectly honest I'm pleasantly surprised. More pleasant surprisedness comes in the form of my actually enjoying cooking, which I never would've thought to be the case. Here's a pic of me hard at work in my kitchen on something that was probably delicious:
So far I'm pretty good at meat loaf, an assortment of breakfast foods, Mr. Binky's World Famous Pepperoni Pizza, Mr. Binky's World Famous Pepperoni Pizza minus the pepperoni, and the soon to be famous Mister Bones's Taco Ring (or "those delicious tacos with the ham in it" as Jacob refers to it). Of course various meats prepared on the grill don't really count, as I've known my way around a grill for several years now.
I'm always looking to branch out though, and while I do have a couple of cook books now the thing about them is everything in there sounds good, but how do I really know it will be good? So in an effort to keep my children from starving, or worse yet suffering from bad food prepared badly by their father, I'm calling on anybody out there willing to pass some recipes my way to either shoot me a comment here, or send me an email at the address on my profile. This ought to be interesting.