Tuesday, September 20

the stewpot.

surprise food blog!
teleport check:
butternut-white bean-escarole hottness.
...for my face.
and that's in a tomato-based broth, b!tches.
we get molto italian when the weather gets cold.
and we add in as many garden fresh herbs as we can pick.
including that oregano blossom garnish, son.
believe that.
some days are soup days, duders,
and today is one of 'em.
i need that hearty hard-skinned squash,
and the protein power of those beans,
and the buttsplosive leafiness of the escarole.
yeah!
i'm tryin' to get blown up,
right off and out my A*hole,
because i'm not one.
no mammoth meat in this old stone era.
we get futuristic only,
no matter how primitive and folksy we rep.
wordimus prime, neighbors.
if i need ice age eats,
it's gonna be those acorn jauns.
anybody?
oh, c'mon.
you mutha-lickers need to get better with movie references.
on the ones.
***********
shooting shotguns is dooooooooooooope.
fact.
heavy leaded, rifled slugs sent screaming over a lake,
to F* up a semi-submerged standing spruce stump?
you know.
and a well-sighted-in red dot scope-equipped version?
turbo-EXPERT(e).
i hung out with my ninja Ro-Ro,
and we hiked and mushroom-stomped and trekked
and blasted big-bore bombs right out of the warhorse 870.
you DO know what an 870 is right?
well just ask somebody who isn't a waterbaby then.
jeez.
oh,
and i got this elite gourd which has a fancy name,
which i've already forgotten:
dusty, bumpy, pink and grey goodness.
early autumn excellence.
i needed it.
and i GOT they;
never quiet, never soft.....

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