Oh, crap, Sean. I'm sorry.
We are currently grilling a ginormous cod fish that we got the first week of a fish share from these folks. It was gutted so all we did was rinse it, season it and throw olive oil, lemon zest, capers, garlic, and stalks of oregano and lemon balm into the cavity. Wrap it up in foil and throw it on the grill. We shall see how it works out.
Next week: filleting attempt! Or maybe we chicken out and cut steaks.
Tom is also trying out the latest CI's recipe for easy french fries.
Sean, that just sucks. (Silver lining: if it were my bank it would be closer to $60.00 as I have recently discovered.)
OMGWTF, my oldest nephew is getting married!
I'm still more freaked out about the full facial hair thing he's got going on, though.
Sean, man, you seriously need some good karma soon.
I have bookmarked the mac and cheese, Hil. May try that tomorrow.
Sorry you got the mastodon, Sox. We got the sabre-tooth tiger, which does not make noise. But does provoke long discussions like "He's not a tiger. Tigers have stripes, and live in the jungle. He's a lion. He's an ICE LION!"
"He's not a tiger. Tigers have stripes, and live in the jungle. He's a lion. He's an ICE LION!"
Well, at least he wasn't a polar bear.
We got Manny. I immediately regretted flipping his switch.
I want pancakes for Joe but Frisco will not let me get up.
Raises a glass today to honor her dad, and all the dads who aren't with us anymore.
Happy Fathers' Day, Buffista dads!
Happy Fathers' Day to all the Buffista dads!
Happy Father's Day to all the Buffista daddies!