Pictured above: I invited my neighbor over for coffee & conversation “like civilized people.” I don’t do anything half-assed. I don’t make anything from scratch, everything was store bought, I just set the table and assembled a lovely continental breakfast brunch thing.
We are what we eat. We eat. We shit. Our produce grow from shit-fertilized soil. We become shit. Festive as that may be, enter the the "Eatateria," to discover an ever-increasing assortment of recipes for lovely meals, which we will soon shit out. I eat, and I shit; therefore, "I am."
Wednesday, March 27, 2024
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Above: 100% hydration foccaccia experiment, cross section of the crumb.
Pictured above: I invited my neighbor over for coffee & conversation “like civilized people.” I don’t do anything half-assed. I don’t make anything from scratch, everything was store bought, I just set the table and assembled a lovely continental breakfast brunch thing.
Pictured above: I invited my neighbor over for coffee & conversation “like civilized people.” I don’t do anything half-assed. I don’t make anything from scratch, everything was store bought, I just set the table and assembled a lovely continental breakfast brunch thing.
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