Mmmm Homemade Pizza. featuring Biscuit Dough and Quesadilla Pizza!

Do you ever start thinking about pizza, and just can’t stop? I keep thinking about pizza. Giant flappy slices of super cheesy NY style pizza, to be specific. Not that I’d turn down any other type of pizza, mind you. Or anything with enough cheese on it, for that matter. However, my wallet and I [...]

Biscuits and sausages and tuna, or, The joys of depending on others

So Drew and I recently made a cross-country drive in a moving truck from Richmond to Denver. Prior that, we had flown back to Richmond for the weekend to get said truck. Meaning that for about 2.5 days, we were without either a home or a car. This also meant that (when we weren’t eating [...]

Gazebo House of Pancakes in Williamsburg, VA

So, a little while back Drew and I made a foray into the magical land of Williamsburg, VA to get breakfast with his mom. Being an internet junkie, I picked the place by doing a google search for pancake places and picking the one with the highest rating from some random website or another with [...]

Bisquick, Russian Dolls, and Joy

I am a big fan of food that is stuffed inside other food. I like to think of it as the Russian Doll model of cooking/eating. Truly a beautiful thing, it is. And has the potential to truly be a complicated thing, as my previous experience with attempting empanadas has shown. And thusly, I attempt [...]

I Love a Good Dose of Bisquick

I believe that bisquick is best taken through the nose. It’s not quite pure enough for mainlining it, and smoking bisquick would be absolutely ludicrous. This is why my preferred method of ingesting a good dose of bisquick is to snort it. Snorting bisquick is an art, really, meant more of a bisquick aficionado and [...]

Sausages with Biscuits

It’s a rare thing that can tempt a lady’s heart more then a big pile of meat. There I was, casually roaming the aisles of the local Kroger, when a friendly little tube of sausage just hopped right on into my cart. Being a kind person, I allowed it to come along for the ride. [...]

Biscuits ahoy

So there I was, deep in the Amazon. And by ‘Amazon’, I mean ‘My apartment’. Anyhow, a vision of light appeared in my head…a vision of biscuits. A vision so luminescent that white flour alone would not cut it. No, I needed wheat flour as well for this job. A blending of two flours, to [...]