Hello dear friends. How is everyone holding up in this fucked up world we are existing in? Drinking too much? Eating too much? Watching too much Netflix? MAKING SOURDOUGH?? Me too! I can’t explain why I had the urge, like millions of others, to start growing my own little yeasty boy. The trends of the … Continue reading Yes, The World Is Ending And We’re All Making God-Damned Sourdough Bread
But the one thing that brought me the most comfort while I was back home, was bologna.
Yes, *that* overly processed meat product. Continue reading Nothing says 90s Suburbia like processed meat, cheese and bread
First of all, I hate travel bloggers. You know the ones, look at these wonderful cool things I’ve done, and I’m better and more photogenic than you ever will be! But I went to Rome, and had the best meal in my entire 30 (…something) years of existence, and I need to tell you … Continue reading Trattoria Der Pallaro: The meal that made me cry happy tears.
History fact: England is very old. Over time they have acquired these old myths and legends, as they sometimes try to pass off as legitimate history. (No matter how much any English person tries to convince you – dragons are not, and have never been, real!) Usher in tale of the Lambton Worm… I could … Continue reading Tall-tales and Espresso Martinis: The Lambton Worm
There are good people in this world – and sometimes these angels provide delicious food. Let me introduce you to the REfUSE Cafe in Chester Le Street. I am so grateful to the Cafe (who just celebrated their one year anniversary) as they work to save food from garbage bins while breathing new life into … Continue reading REfUSE Cafe: A Silver Lining of Deliciousness
There is nothing that I love more than my dog, food, and gin. As someone who is overly attached to my dog, wunder-pug Castor Troy, I am on a mission to find the best pubs, drinks and food to experience with him as my drinking partner. You should see the free treats this little asshole … Continue reading Dog-Friendly Durham: The Court Inn
This past fall I finally made it to the homeland – Poland. Although Duolingo only helped me learn Polish phrases like “The horse wants to eat the apple,” (fucking useless) I was unprepared for communication, yet so excited to finally experience the country that my grandparents came from. Pierogies, kielbasa and cabbage rolls became favourite … Continue reading Heaven Pockets: I went to Warsaw and died of Pierogi induced happiness