RecipeMuncher

Today, I was going to make my first political statement. But I know that food and politics don’t mix. So I’m not going to go there. Even though my big granny panties are all wadded up over a very trivial thing. I’ve decided it’s better not to make a fuss over a certain “wannabe diva” who requests a specific kind of straw at all her speaking engagements. But I’m really itching to know, is that a weird Alaskan thing to suck down your six-pack through a ben (...)