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Ninety-nine percent of the world would call this a recipe for Sloppy Joes, but in the town where I grew up, it’s Hamburger Barbecue. Everyone’s grandmother has a recipe for it, but mine had the best.
Hey there, dearie. Time for another installment of your friendly neighborhood granny’s guide. This time, we’re talkin’ sprouts. Not the ones from Brussels. No ma’am. We’re talking the kind you grow in a jar: lentils, beans, alfalfa. The kind you can eat by the handful with little to no work on your part. Now let’s get started.
Subject N insisted on being referred to as “Project Alpha” because he doesn’t like things in alphabetical order, but I do, so we’ll just go ahead and do both. Special thanks to Project Alpha/Subject N for answering these questions with absolutely no idea as to why he was being asked. He’s a good sport. Read More 7 Questions for a Witty Gentleman: Subject N