
"FRIES! Give my creation -- FRIIIIIIIIIIIIES!"
An Experiment in Adjusting an Alcohol-based Reality Filter. The more beer you drink, the more the world seems to make sense. I'm not sure if this is the beer's fault, or the world's. Experiments proceed. For pigeonholing purposes, I consider myself a South Park Conservative: I believe in Loose Women and Tight Borders but I'm getting anime porn and legally mandated lounges for day laborers...further adjustment to the model may be needed. e-mail me at slayerdaddy-AT-yahoo.com
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I'm a cook, not a chef. I seldom measure, and usually don't have a recipe. Even when I do, I make adjustments for personal taste or ease of preparation or...being out of something. My cousin is the same way, but she does her magic with bread, where my 'specialty' is main dish casseroles or soups.
"Creations" would be a bit high-falutin' for me - mine is peasant food. Paco would like eating at my house, I think?
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