Category Archives: Food

Cooking & Booking

Here’s the thing – I’m bad at cooking.  So when I find something I can make, I need to make sure I don’t forget how.  Unfortunately, awhile back I forgot something that I tried once that turned out rather successful.  Since then, I’ve been trying to list all of the recipes/meals I can make.  While I was at it, I figured that there are more than likely a lot of other guys out there who have no idea how to cook for themselves.  If I can do it, then anyone can. 

Cinnamon rolls – Now don’t those look absolutely scrumptious?

So I gathered my recipes and decided to compile them into a collection (a cookbook of sorts) that I will offer through my site once I have a finished product.  So if you know anyone who is graduating from school, about to move out on their own, fears burning the house down every time they turn on the stove, or are just a man in general, then keep them in mind with this rather practical gift idea.  Once this project has been completed, you’ll notice a new page at the top of my site where you can purchase a copy…or two, or three.  So start making your list now!  Be advised that this will not be anything complicated and will only have a handful of recipes that a guy can rely on – short and sweet.

While you’re here, I’ll even let you help me name the project!  Place your vote below and help me decide on a title.

Thank you, that is all.

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National Toasted Marshmallow Day

August 30 was National Toasted Marshmallow Day.  No, for real. I can’t make this stuff up.  Well, I certainly COULD, but I’m not.  I swear.  My wife has a crazy sweet-tooth, so I tend to believe her when it comes to news about sweets. 

She brought this to my attention earlier this week and suggested that we start a fire in our backyard and make s’mores.  Because our last attempt at starting a fire went so well…  Ahem, sarcasm!  Cough, cough.  Needless to say, we still had some fire wood left over!  We also have a small fire pit that previous tenants left behind, and we’ve had an itch to put it to use.  Furthermore, for this past Christmas, my wife requested a cast pie iron often used to make “pudgy pies.”  Since I’m not much of an outdoorsman, those haven’t been put to use yet either.  You guessed it, we decided it was time to break those bad boys out and do some work with a bonfire.  Continue reading


Weekly lunch special – pizza punishment

As previously stated, I have several quirks when it comes to my eating habits.  Additionally, foods cannot touch one another on my plate.  I eat one food at a time before moving on to the next item.  I love milkshakes and ice cream even though I’m fairly confident that I may be slightly lactose intolerant.  Nobody has ever accused me of making sense.  I think we can all agree there…moving on. 

Enrolling in college guarantees certain things: delaying entrance into the workforce and becoming contributing members of society (working on campus or at the mall doesn’t count), keeping your status as a “dependant” in order to keep health insurance coverage, starting certain traditions with friends, and creating a black hole of debt that you get to look forward to paying back for the rest of your adult life. 

Two of those guarantees apply to this particular post.  Continue reading


Nachos and pizza, and cheese on beef patties, “These are a few of my favorite things”

A little known fact about me: I am a very particular person.  Shocking, I know.  If you’ve ever seen my dvd collection, iTunes playlists, or any number of things I like to keep organized then you are already well aware of my relatively minor Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder tendencies.  Frankly, I am a firm believer that OCD should be rearranged and read as CDO, so the letters would be in alphabetical order.  Seriously, the man should consider this.  Unless it’s some diabolical ploy to drive me mad.  If that’s the case, then I tip my hat to you, Mr. The Man. 

The portion of my life that is most affected by my afflictions pertains to my eating habits.  Most people know me as being a very picky eater, even though I will throw some of the nastiest food imaginable straight down my throat into the abyss that is my empty, gurgling, expecting stomach.  Continue reading


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