Well, I’m gonna report the smug bastard to PETA.
Jeeeeezzzzus, Scylla! The OP was bad enough but the followup mashed potato recipie was pure torture. May you be stuck in the desert with nothing but potato chips, Arrrgh!
You know, I thought I was having a pretty good weekend. I mean, yesterday I made my debut as assistant editor of Teemings, and today I’ve got Fruit Loops, coffee, corn dogs, and the June Bugs Marathon on Cartoon Network. Life was lookin’ pretty good.
Then I read this, and now, I suddenly feel so…so…unfulfilled.
I need your address, Scylla, so I can start sending you the bills for my therapy.
Great. Food Porn. Just what I need on a cold, rainy, crappy, too early Saturday morning.
Tonight I baked a loaf of homemade Italian sourdough bread. With great anticipation I made a huge sub with onions, horseradish, the whole deal.
It was good, but…
Today the meat was a little dry. A little bit of the flavor was missing.
The magic was gone from my meat.
Damn.
Karma.
I have a student who has taken the name “Heaven” as her English name… and yes, she is most edible!
And I’ll not make any Viagra cracks…
Ham you all the way to Dell!
Oh yes, here is the link to the Chair of Ultimate Power thread. I ONLY bring this to your attention because I am of the firm conviction that we ALL need to hate Scylla a little bit more for what he’s doing to us. This is more of his “in your face, my stuff is better then you and you should be jealous of me attitude!”
Though I’m happy to hear your meat was dry.
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?threadid=38475
These are your just desserts.
It is a dangerous thing to do, to tempt and tease your fellow Dopers like that. I have spoken with a friend of mine, and ensured that true culinary happiness will only be yours when you remember to invite friends over to share.