Saturday, September 11, 2010

Why Yahoo Answers has destroyed my faith in humanity.

"I thought cantelope was an animal!? i always thought that a cantaloupe was that animal that has the horns and they live in Arizona and stuff, but i was shopping for groceries yesterday and i saw they had cantaloupe meat on sale. so i was like yeah sure i'll try it, but what i saw, wasn't a cantaloupe. it was some white and green fruit thing! whats up with this?"

"Why are there school? is a point to it?"
-There are school to learn you inglesh.


Saturday, September 4, 2010

A Bygone Era...

So apparently caffeine was behind the rampant child abuse of the early 19th century. Daddy had one too many cups of Folgers and just couldn't help but beat the shit out of little junior. Sanka to the rescue!

Sunday, August 29, 2010


I'm just about to mix it all together guise, I'll let ya'll know how it goes!

1 1/2 lbs. ground sweet Italian sausage
1 1/2 lbs. lean ground beef
2 cups panko breadcrumbs
2 eggs
3 scallions, plus more minced for garnish
3 cloves garlic, mashed
1 tsp. ground ginger
1 tsp. Chinese five spice powder
1 Tbls. chili flakes
1 Tbls. mushroom soy

Saturday, August 28, 2010

A few years ago I had a great aunt who was living in an assisted care facility. She was sick with lupus(I know right?). My father and I would go and visit her, bring her a sandwich from her favorite place; sit and talk about life. One day when I walked in there was another woman in her room, apparently she had acquired a room mate.

This lady was clearly at death's door. Her skin was translucent, like parchment with thousands of tiny blue veins. Her eyes were the blue of a crisp fall morning. Her hair was unkempt and falling out. I said hello and went to walk past her. She grabbed my wrist and said "Jim? why don't you ever visit me anymore Jim. i tried to be a good mother to you, how is Marie? she's such a nice girl".

I tried to explain that I wasn't Jim, tried to get away from the vortex of despair howling behind those eyes. she wouldn't let go. She started to cry, saying she loved me and missed me. All I could do was say "I'm sorry Mom, I'm here now."

Finally a nurse came in and pulled her away, took her out into the hall. She stared at me until she was out of sight.

Feels fucking bad man.

Not so wonderful!

Well, I cook and ate those meatballs... I'm not sure what I did wrong but I gave myself food poisoning! I award this recipe 3.5 thumbs up!

I'm trying out this one tonight!


  • 1 pound ground beef
  • 1/2 pound ground veal
  • 1/2 pound ground pork
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 cup freshly grated Romano cheese
  • 1 1/2 tablespoons chopped Italian flat leaf parsley
  • salt and ground black pepper to taste
  • 2 cups stale Italian bread, crumbled
  • 1 1/2 cups lukewarm water
  • 1 cup olive oil


  1. Combine beef, veal, and pork in a large bowl. Add garlic, eggs, cheese, parsley, salt and pepper.
  2. Blend bread crumbs into meat mixture. Slowly add the water 1/2 cup at a time. The mixture should be very moist but still hold it's shape if rolled into meatballs. (I usually use about 1 1/4 cups of water). Shape into meatballs.
  3. Heat olive oil in a large skillet. Fry meatballs in batches. When the meatball is very brown and slightly crisp remove from the heat and drain on a paper towel. (If your mixture is too wet, cover the meatballs while they are cooking so that they hold their shape better.)
  4. Place cooked meatballs into Marinara Sauce and cook for 15 more minutes.


Alright, well I just love meatballs. I think about them night and day; I can't get enough. This blog will be devoted to my one true love in life: The humble meatball. Stay tuned, novel uses for meatballs, recipes and of course gorgeous photos will follow!