Welcome back.
Pull the goodness out of the fridge and place into a 300 degree oven. Let it go for about 2.5 to 3 hours, or until it looks something like this:
crapapult
a bit of everything, really
Coq au Vin: Day 2
Coq au Vin: Day 1
Noelle and I (barring quarantine) are going out tonight as arrogant competing reality-show chefs. I thought I’d prepare for the role by making something that seems quite dramatic, but is actually very easy.
Little Branch: Rules
Why is it one of my favorite bars?
These are the rules, as posted in the men’s bathroom:
- No name dropping; no star f**cking
- No hooting, hollering, shouting, or any unruly behavior
- No fighting, play fighting, or talking about fighting
- Do not linger outside the door… …be conscientious of our neighbors
- Do not bring anyone here unless you would have that person alone in your home.
You are responsible for the behavior of your guests - Exit the bar briskly and silently. There are people trying to sleep upstairs.
Please make all travel plans and bid farewells before leaving the bar
Brooklyn Cyclones – The Ump
I would have loved to have gotten shots of some action,
except we never made 2nd base thanks to this jagoff.
Part 2: Sonoma, San Fran , and Santa Cruz
I didn’t do these from the road, you might be able to imagine why. Our adventures led us to burgers in Sonoma, cheese in Napa, and chicken feet in San Fran. We met with my old friend Amy and met her fantastic action-baby Elias. In Santa Cruz we managed to relax on our own – just in time for a huge fire to break out north of us.
Sonoma Morning
The view does not suck.
