Anchower, frreals. Hope all in Codland had an outstanding holiday. The D and neighboring A2 were all hoped for and more, including a visit to the Heidleberg Project, and breaking BBQ bread with Grambo, and The First Lady of Whatevs, aka the Senator. The Eastern Market gave me that Newmarket feeling I miss from trips to Lord Jeff's in TLOTB&TC, and I enjoyed the staggering irony of having first opportunity in my life to buy raccoon meat happen during a trip to a big city. Kitchen-wise, not much to report--I made mashed potatoes, which is to say I added enough potato to butter and cream to make it possible to eat with a fork. Some buttermilk, too, like Zuni says, but I am not entirely persuaded it is a difference-maker.
Speaking of difference-makers, here at TGC, we are commited to maintaining our thorough coverage of the world of vanity celeb sauces, while we turn a newly vigilant eye on unlikely celeb bloggers. Imagine putting these pieces together in one package. Imagine no more--TGC is proud to present blogger/sauce pimp/Steeler QB Ben Roethlisberger:
Guess they did not cover apostrophe use in Ben's section of MPF 111 at Miami of Ohio! The blog is nothing for Jim Bouton, or even P.J. Stock to sweat:
Interesting that a second-year QB with one postseason victory under his belt has a blog and a sauce, while other, more successful QBs in the same conference have neither. Guess all those rings make it hard to stir or type.
who doesn't love herself up some jim bouton? NOBODY that's who.
Posted by: la_depressionada | Monday, 28 November 2005 at 03:50 PM
The honor was ours, Fesser. Huzzah!
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