Showing posts with label Guilty Pleasures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guilty Pleasures. Show all posts

Monday, November 30, 2009

Left-overs Have Feelings, Too

For anyone who has seen me the day after Thanksgiving, they know the most disgusting part of the holiday is my version of a turkey sandwich.
It is epic.
Here is the rundown:
Bread. Gravy. Turkey. Gravy. Stuffing. Gravy. Fill the stuffing cracks with potatoes. Finish with gravy. Bread.
Leftovers are a gift from little tiny baby Jesus laying in the manger. ESPECIALLY Thanksgiving leftovers, because they last at least a week and no one is ever sick of stuffing. But you can get sick of turkey. But then you should just eat more stuffing. And sweet potatoes never seem to go bad.
But did you know there are meals you can make out of leftovers that aren't just disgusting, gravy slathered turkey sandwiches? ITS TRUE. Here are some of my personal favorites.
  1. Shepherd's Pie: Delicious and fairly easy. This recipe is just a base, don't feel like you have to follow it exactly. Just cook up some meat and vegetables in some flour and enough broth for it to absorb, slap it in a baking dish, and put all those mashed potatoes on top. Bake that shit. With cheese.
  2. Stuffing Casserole: This recipe calls for chicken, but just switch it to turkey. Or bacon. Or turkey AND bacon. Take your stuffing, add two eggs and some broth to remoisten it up, add whatever the hell else you want, slap it in the oven until it looks delicious. Once again, I suggest an addition of cheese.
  3. Pot Pie: Don't make your own pie crust and just buy some of those ones at the store, because making a pie crust is too much of a commitment for leftovers. Put the pie crust in the plate. Load the effer up with all your leftovers, including gravy. Lots of gravy. Top it with the other pie crust. ADD CHEESE. Bake it until it smells good.
And then, because I know you're all lazy asshats, here's a page of just turkey sandwich recipes.
HA! THOSE ARE FANCY SANDWICHES.
Enjoy your gravy, because if you don't I'll come find it.

-C

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Call Me Dr. Free Love

One of my secrets that isn't that much of a secret is my white-trash style love for the greatest rock band of all time, KISS.
I've been listening to them since high school. Friends of mine (one being a co-blogger) still tell stories about hearing me coming to pick them up from blocks away, KISS blasting in my stereo. Ah, memories.

WELL I GOT TO SEE THEM FOR FREE. And now I can die happy.
And you could've seen them for 79 cents, and that is less than a soda, so I feel like this is something everyone should know about.
USE YOUR RESOURCES. I was given this opportunity for being an employee at the Seattle Center. Make sure to always step up to the plate when there are free tickets, free food, or free insurance at your office. Its good for your health and good for your ability to GET DOWN!Gene Simmons is insisting that you must rock out with your appropriate genitalia out.

Because of hook-ups through work I've been able to see the ballet for free, I've gone to plays for free, I could've gone to the Seattle Home Show for free but I'm not currently thinking about remodelling my kitchen so I let someone else grab those. Not to mention the 5 pounds I've gained due to the ridiculous amounts of baked goods this office offers. Dear sweet jesus its bad for me, but so delicious.
On top of that, some employers offer discount programs through the internet. The one my company offers me lets me get $5 movie tickets, provided I purchase them on a credit card and through the internet. But that's so much cheaper than the movies anymore!
And, I knooooow, its not actually KISS. Ace Frehley and Peter Criss have been gone for awhile, and I guess Peter Criss has been battling breast cancer which is ridiculous, and now they have some faux-Ace guy and some faux-Peter guy, which sucks but they both rock so I guess that's okay. Honestly, after telling you about my love for KISS, I feel safe telling you that were it not for the freeness of the ticket I would not have attended. I love Ace. I love Peter. I love original KISS.
But I also like doing shit. Fo' FREE. Just like you do. Especially when it involves Gene Simmons spitting blood and flying up to the top of the lights. And Paul Stanley. And his nipples.

-C