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On Sting (and other crap)
Things I Say to My Dad, Because (like myself) He Thinks, Irrationally, He's Going to Die Soon
Why Hipstamatic Was Invented
Happy Mother's Day, Y'all
Black Pear Tree (Guest Post from John Darnielle)

Y'all Wanna Taste My Flavor
While the rest of the internets were arguing over breakups, money, Blaine, and stuff, I took the time last night to do something I very much enjoy. Something I haven't done in a long, long while.

I made Paella.

Well, when I say "I" I mean, "we". I had help. Lots of it. But it was good. Damn good. And tasty.

We're talking chorizo good. We put some chicken in there. Clams. Mussels. Shrimp. Squid. Roasted Red Peppers. The muthafuckin' works, dogg. P to the A-E-double-L-A good. Word-To-Your-Madre good. Couple it with some of those fancy Spanish Reds everybody seems to love. Oh yeah. Good timez0rz.

Warning -- the seafood makes me all virile n'shizz. LOOK OUT!!!11!!

I mean, when I say somethin's yummy, it be muthafuckin' yummy. Y'all betta recognize. My paella pwns.

All in all, it was a nice preparation for Thanksgiving. My stomach's all nice and stretched out. My ass is ready to grow. Bring on the turkey.

Actually, to hell with the turkey. I'm having a Southern/Chinese fusion dinner this Thanksgiving. Deep Friend Panda. Oh yeah.

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