Hi friends! Here is a half-assed “sample” blog post of the kind of bullshit you can expect on here. I have a lot more in store (“coming soon”, of course), including recipes and videos of me making crazily tasty meals for my pals and lover[s].

I suppose an added bonus is that most of the cooking will be done in my newly yellow kitchen, which used to be red, and is still haunted by the ghosts of Marc Maron.

Now for the cooking. In honor of being a part of the magical experience that was “The Talent Show” Drunk Show Edition at the Eugene Mirman Comedy Festival, I made a classic minimal-preparation breakfast sangwich. I used rolls* from ze bakery, beemster cheese, coleman’s mustard, a few types of soppressata, and jumbo eggs to make my inkling of a hangover vanish. My only wish is that I could have also had this sandwich delivered to Ira Glass, considering his BAC was over a 0.31 at last night’s show. Ptolemy Slocum, on the other hand, does not deserve one, despite winning the BAC contest and endlessly complimenting (?) my boobs. Oh, what a night.

Back to cooking. This is what a successful Sunday morning looks like in my book:

Also, you can expect to see stupid shit like this* on here:

I’ll post actual recipes of things soon, I promise. It’ll be like a destination wedding, except without all of the commitment nonsense. I don’t know what I’m talking about actually. I should eat the other half of my sammich now.

xoxo Lo

The video here documents all of the dishes I dirtied and have zero intentions of cleaning.

There’s also a special cameo at the end of someone special who Leo & I brought home last night after the comedy festival. ;)