Showing posts with label ribs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ribs. Show all posts

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Messy Faces. Sticky Fingers. Clean Plates.



"I want my baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back ribs.
I want my baby back baby back baby back baby back baby back ribs."

-- "Fat Bastard," Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me



Baby back rib bones 5-3-14


"Spare rib anyone?"

-- Adam


Leo working on ribs 5-3-14
I made baby back ribs for my carnivores yesterday.

They picked and licked all the meaty pork bones clean while I enjoyed a tasty salad with strawberries and almonds.

Different strokes for different folks, I guess.

Either way, it's always a good thing when there are no leftovers after a meal. When they eat every last scrap, that means they liked it.

I take a clean plate as the highest culinary praise.

There were no leftovers.

Monday, March 24, 2014

Fresh Ink



"Inking is meditation in liquid form ..."

-- J.H. Everett,
Izzy and the Candy Palace


Self portrait 3-24-14

"I plan on leaving my mark on this world, in ink,
with a pen spill that'll make all the oil spills combined
look like literature."

-- Jarod Kintz
The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over



My new tattoo of my favorite quote, from Groucho Marx.