This Is… Thursday

This is the only way to properly condimentize Arby’s Curly Fries.

You have to open the cup first, and it’s a lot flimsier this way, but damn does it work.


Dino Egg Tea

I’ll admit.  I’m a tool.  I will follow food trends if I think there will be a health benefit.  And I’ve found one that frankly I’ll probably stick with even if it doesn’t have any health benefits.


Yup, that chia.  Everyone and their brother has probably already tried it.  If you’re curious, here‘s a little bit about the great stuff chia can supposedly do.

There’s a bunch of ways you can use chia, most of which involve smoothies or yogurt or making a faux tapioca or hiding it in baked goods.

I decided I would attempt throwing chia seeds in my tea.  For gits and shiggles and all.

It looks weird.  It feels weird.  And I love it.  But I also enjoy bubble tea, which I know freaks some people out.

There’s no real recipe here.  Steep your favorite tea, add whatever sweetener you may need, then stir in a teaspoon of chia.  When your tea is cool enough to drink, your chia seeds will be plump and slimy.

I’m not really selling this very well, am I?  I’m not going to lie.  Chia seeds are weird.  But I’m also pretty weird, and you like me, so you may just like it too.

I plan on trying some other chia recipes, with varying degrees of weirdness.  I’m planning on trying a pudding and some pancakes.  There ought to be something for everyone.

Stay tuned.

The Importance of Dish Sizes

They say if you want to limit the amount you eat, you should use smaller dishes.  And honestly, this makes a crap load of sense.  If you have a small dish, you can’t fill it with as much.  If you’re still hungry, you can always get seconds.  But there’s another aspect to it.

Even though this was plenty of food, looking at it was really disappointing.  Before I started eating, I thought it looked so pitiful.  I knew in my heart of hearts that it would be enough, but damn that’s a sad plate.

When in doubt, use smaller dishes.  Studies have shown that people given smaller portions are equally satisfied with their meals.  Of course, if it’s crab legs, there is no satisfaction until it hurts to eat another bite.

Cooking with Rocketdog

These pictures aren’t actually from cooking with Rocketdog, but it’s a recipe we “made up” based on the Baked Potato Pizza at Pizza Luce in Minneapolis.  I mused that it would be funny to write a cookbook or a cooking blog using the way we speak while we’re cooking.  So, I bring you…

Mashed Potato Flatbread Pizza


by Rocketdog and Danger Kitty

Make potatoes.  We’ve used… Hungry Jack flakes, Market Pantry frozen potatoe cube things, and real potatoes.  The photos I’m including are made with real potatoes with ricotta mixed in (of which, I am sure, Rocketdog would not approve).

Put flatbread (we’ve used garlic and plain, garlic is infinitely better) on baking sheet.

Potatoes, potatoes, potatoes…

Meat, meat, meat (we’ve used bacon and bbq chicken.  Both are delicious)…

Broccoli, broccoli, broccoli…

Cheese, cheese, cheese (we’ve used mozzerella, cheddar, colby jack, but mostly mixtures of any of the above.  A sharp cheese is definitely a bonus to this pizza)…

Bake, bake, bake… Broil.  To be honest, I don’t know what temp the oven was at.  I think I had mine on 375° F  Just bake it til it’s melty, and broil it til it’s brown.  That’s how we roll.

Here’s a finished slice:

dscn3088To be honest, now that I’ve typed it all out, the way Rocketdog and I talk to each other isn’t at all funny.  Nonetheless, I wanted to share this little treat with the world.  Two slices should really be enough for the average person.  It’s a weighty pizza.  Should you require more, salads are always a good option.  Don’t forget dessert.

DK’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

I’m depressed today and am hating life in general.  But I feel as if I have some very good reasons:

  • Antibiotics waged war on the good bacteria in my body.  Feel free to draw your own conclusions, but I won’t name it because I don’t want people finding my blog because of that Google search…
  • After taking a break from making presents because I kept screwing things up, I finally finished BILOSORD’s present.  Only to discover I put the zipper in backward.  God-freaking-dammit.  He’s getting it like that with a note saying I’ll fix it during my vacation.
  • I realized I have a wedding to go to tonight.  I’ve known about it for months, so I really have no excuse, but the week of Christmas really snuck up on me.  I have nothing to wear that 1. fits and B. is warm enough for below freezing weather.
  • The Hippy has to work until just before the wedding.  Not only do I have no clothes, but I have no date.  I’m feeling a tad bit resentful of this; not because he has to work, but because he doesn’t want to go.  Frankly I feel as if he owes me a wedding, a baptism, a coworker’s party, a family member’s birthday, a new years party, and a smattering of friends’ parties.
  • My mother is telling me to call up my busienss partner to be my date.  She also told me to take my dad.  Good thing I don’t have a brother or cousins, or they would have been volunteered too.  I feel pathetic.  Not because I have no date, but because I’m incapable of going to any sort of party without a safety friend.
  • I don’t have anything to eat because I’m too lazy/stressed/busy to go shopping.  All I’ve had to eat today is cereal.  And I think my milk tastes funny.  But it might be the cereal.  I don’t even have junk food to stuff my face with to make me feel better.
  • I have a sharp, stabbing pain in my back that makes breathing nearly impossible.  I’m pretty sure it’s my lungs, it’s a common occurance..

Just in general I’m pretty crabby I guess.  I’m so tempted to sleep the rest of the day away, but I have a wedding to get ready for…

Back in the kitchen

These last couple weeks have seen me back at my sewing machine in preparation for the Christmas season.  It occurs to me that to the regular world, September is too soon to be thinking about Christmas.  But I’ve been in the retail world for a large chunk of my life, and Christmas started a week or two ago (a couple months ago in fabric land).

When working so hard, it’s important to get enough fiber.  The easiest way I’ve found is to serve up a heaping helping of your scraps.  They will give you enough energy to get through even the longest of hauls in front of your machine.  Be sure to use scraps from many different kinds of fabric to get a varied portion of all your essential nutrients.

I personally prefer them at room temperature, but scraps are great hot or cold as well.  And it’s a perfect way to reduce the amount of waste you generate.  It’s just like the Native Americans using every part of the buffalo.

Isn’t it?