I ascribe to the age old edict of I’m going to eat whatever I want. I can always repent later. If I end up in hell because I dipped the last cinnamon roll in the bucket of cool whip non-dairy product, well I’m going to hell with a belly full.
Slorch sorry to hear about your loss. You should change your avatar to the my three sons deal, even though you were adopted you were always the best of the bunch!
Life of a Savage: Ate 3 slices the first night. The next morning had one for breakfast. 2 more for lunch. On the 3rd day, he arose again and ate the last two, cold.
When my MIL comes to visit (she’s 80 and tries to eat healthy) my wife buys these frozen English muffin things that I swear you could get in the horse aisle of Tractor Supply for half the price. Have to chew the damned things for 10 minutes and drink a gallon of water, and the seeds still clank when they hit the toilet bowl.
Haha I get it, I have to eat the Dave’s superlicious 21 grain bread from HEB or similar too. It’s not bad, but makes a mess in the toaster and in my frying pan.
Pretty much this. The NIL scuttlebutt is a long game to increase his draft stock. Many NFL GMs aren’t smart. They’ll figure if someone is willing to pay the guy $6 to $8 million to transfer, we’d better draft him early.
On a similar note, one of my favorite concoctions is to make smoked rellenos. Use poblanos, sprinkle a handful of crushed tortilla chips in the bottom, pile on leftover pulled pork mixed about half and half with shredded pepper Jack, then wrap completely in bacon and smoke.
I soak my cut jalapeños in pineapple juice overnight before assembling, and use smoked Gruyère cheese topped with a dove breast instead of cream cheese. But I’m fancy that way.
Here come the Judge! Was curious because we have someone a quarter mile away that shoots a lot and have had some whizzers come over our backyard, out in northern Hays County.