What up, ya’ll. Happy Friday (or Saturday, if you’re in Australia). Today I made a cake. In the great divide between sweet and savoury, I always lean towards the more savoury things in life. Always have. But regardless of my natural tendencies, every now and then you need to bang out a wicked dessert and
I love birthdays. Really, I do. Though this definitely wasn’t always the case. I was ‘that’ guy. You know, the one who will shy away from sharing their age, and goes out of his way to make sure absolutely nothing significant happens on that special day. No spotlights, no surprises, and definitely, most definitely, no one singing to him. I wanted to
Do you have a kitchen vice? Something that, if left in your kitchen, will basically taunt you until you eat it. Something with the tractor beam pull so strong it should feature in the next Spielberg film? I do. Hi, my name is Dennis, and I have a problem with ice cream. If there’s ice