Things I would like to make out of cake: dog house, stamp collection, hand gun, Persia.
According to my intensive study of the fine arts (I lasted nine days in art history class at ACC) this picture is either about my subconscious conflict between the duality of our current food culture and nature’s ultimate reaction to it, or, it’s a metaphor about drug trafficking between America and Mexico on the Baja peninsula. There is a slight chance it could be a political statement about starving artists. Ya, I’m going to go with the last one.
A plan is in the works for Elevated Artisanal Goods and Kocurek Family Artisanal Charcuterie to join forces. Screw The Bachelor, I have been secretly hoping these two would get together forever. Scratch soups, cheeses and sausage available all week long. This could be the key to world peace. All I’m saying is, if this doesn’t happen, the terrorists win.
You can currently find both at all the local Farmers’ Markets
These are perfect. I was looking for a solution of how to better organize my utensils. I can see myself, dying of hunger, trying to pull these a part. I’ll put them next to the left-handed piano I just ordered.
Do you think Grace Kelly peeled her own fruit? Who peeled that orange for her? Her studio boss? Look how perfect it is.
How fast can you make a Banana Daiquiri? Well, that’s too slow my friend. You should head on down to Frank’s House of High Performance Cocktail Paraphernalia. Bring the kids.
