i'll post some of our simple recipes in the .. recipe thread
No...not really Sky...Its an easy recipe, that lasts over till the next day which is good, I get a night off cooking. It gets cooked all in the one pot, something I know you're a big fan of.
Looking forward to you sharing some of your recipes too. There is a chocolate cheescake recipe if I'm not mistaken, that has achieved legendary proportions at the Hangar, I do believe.
Some days I think it is better to not bother getting out of bed. *sigh*
I think there is a groundhog lurking around the backyard. He looks plump and meaty....
"We do not follow maps to buried treasure, and remember:X never, ever, marks the spot."
- Professor Henry Jones Jr.
"Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet."
Hey this groundhog is in my backyard not the god's, besides I'll share.
"We do not follow maps to buried treasure, and remember:X never, ever, marks the spot."
- Professor Henry Jones Jr.
"Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet."
Me or a hungry bobcat. Hey its viable protein. Don't judge me.
"We do not follow maps to buried treasure, and remember:X never, ever, marks the spot."
- Professor Henry Jones Jr.
"Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet."
"We do not follow maps to buried treasure, and remember:X never, ever, marks the spot."
- Professor Henry Jones Jr.
"Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet."
duchess of malfi wrote:I dunno. My husband has gone to some wildgame dinners, and he said tha twasn't very good...or was that the muskrat?
I'm always cautious about wild game dinners. Some years ago, my dad and brother went to one. Some genius cooked up some toadstools that he picked out in the woods. Anyone who ate them almost immediately got sick.
Any jackass can kick down a barn, but it takes a good carpenter to build one.