And now back to the @%^#& birds.
Six geese a-laying.
Actually, I’ve got some REALLY fantastic ideas for this one, but I’m pretty sure none of my ideas are safe for work or a family website, so I guess I’ll just annoy the vegetarians and other people whose “social consciences” trump delicious goosey goodness.
This, in case you were wondering, is what $1600 of foie gras looks like.
OM to tha @#%’ing NOM.
I love foie gras so much. How much?
When Andre declared his intentions to me and I screamed and ran to lock myself into the bathroom in a blind panic (what can I say, I’m a romantic) I made sure to grab the piece of bread with the foie gras on it on my mad dash to safety. Hey, I figured I was going to be in there for a while.
“Declared his intentions”?!
Comment by Lex — December 30, 2008 @ 4:01 pm
I’m with Lex, that line seems to deserve a bit more explanation. Let’s have the dish, sister!
Comment by mini_pixie — December 30, 2008 @ 4:09 pm
Cakey, why has thou forsaken us?
Comment by Harri P. — December 30, 2008 @ 4:10 pm
OMGWTFBBQ?!?!?!?!?!?!?
And do you need music for the rehearsal dinner/reception/shower?
Comment by Barthway — December 30, 2008 @ 4:15 pm
CAKEALA, I miss you. Hope Christmas was lovely.
Comment by Soooge — December 30, 2008 @ 4:18 pm
Hmmm. What is going on? Andre is the friend Plumcake is staying with, right? So she can’t be getting married to him…right? Plumcake?
Comment by kristin — December 31, 2008 @ 1:13 am