A Breakfast of Silence

It’s a fact: you’re an adult. You know you’re an adult. Everyone knows you’re an adult, everyone accepts that you’re an adult. The only person who disputes this fact is your mother and that is because a room in your home is dirty. She’s just gotten in from an early morning, late night, whatever and what she was willing to ignore due to fatigue earlier, sleep has recharged her lecture batteries. At this point, you have two options. You could kick/usher her out as soon as she wakes up. I wouldn’t personally recommend this. First, when your mother is angry, everyone in the household knows it. (Why do that to your father?) Second, if your mother is anything like my mother, she’ll eventually get you back for that one. My mother’s wrath is like a poisonous spider hiding in your shoe, you literally step into it and it’s devastating. So that leaves you with one other choice: make her a breakfast that will shut her up.


This will take you forty minutes. Tops.

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Date Night Dinner


Years ago I came across an article in GQ Magazine talking about what a real man’s kitchen should look like. Essentially, the article listed important items every man should have in their kitchen and because it’s GQ, the goal was more about impressing the ladies than functionality.  I am now utterly fascinated by this idea of a kitchen or a meal designed exclusively for chasing tail. Whenever I’m a guy friends, the first chance I get I’m investigating their fridge. That GQ article is the origin of this dinner, a meal thats simply in its construction and yet if I met a man who made this for me, I would be deeply impressed. In laments terms, a meal that can be used to impress the ladies.

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