Showing posts with label potaotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label potaotes. Show all posts

Monday, March 2, 2009

This is how

BB and I beat George Foreman.

BB- What? How are we going to keep the fat in the chops?
Me- Like this!!!


My old housemate had one because he was a lazy, vain bitch. Me, I used it to make toasted cheese sandwiches.

Oh yeah...high-fives!


Oh, I also decided to beat George Foreman like this.

A cast iron skillet wins all the time.

DaVa's amazing dinner of roasted kipfler's, lamb chops with basil, garlic, chili and lemon juice, a green salad and a vegetable stew.

Oh yeah, the skillet chops were undoubtedly better, but don't tell those who ate from the GF grill.

Renren was still hungry and I made him open grilled toast with the creamed broccoli and cheese. I doubt that needs a photo. I like getting paid in dinners made by a person who can cook.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Who? Work? What?

Grant applications.

Yes.


Those.

This was eaten next before DOWN.

Potato mash, sausages in a tomato based stew with carrots, zucchini, capsicum and basil...and beans and spinach...mushrooms cooked in red wine.

Very, very filling. Especially when eaten in the 36 degree heat.

It's good when you're fed by other people.