In the unlikely event of an emergency landing this tray table is optimally designed for jabbing into your liver.

“For unto you this day is born in the City of Brotherly Love, a Flyer.”

This year I had to make these without the use of the pasta machine, which is at the house. More difficult was making them without the kids, but I’m looking forward to sharing these with them tomorrow afternoon.

These are pierogis, which I gather are typically boiled and eaten on Christmas Eve. We only ever boiled them and then fried them with onions and kielbasa on Christmas Day. (Alas, Krakaus Market in Port Richmond apparently closed in August, so I had to make due w/ mass-market kielbasa).

I get it, I get it: everything’s bigger in Texas.

I can’t prove that speaking kind words of encouragement to the robot is helping, but neither can you prove that it isn’t.

My only hope is that, when the robot apocalypse does come, my goodwill will be viewed with favor.

Wine is a mullin,
Sweet potatoes a gratinin’,
Two stuffings a soakin’,
Dogs on show a struttin’.

In case it wasn’t clear before,
The party’s on at 404.
If you’re reading this,
You’re invited.
DM for deets,
Let’s get things lighted.

All my adult life, all I’ve ever wanted is to recreate the scene from Breakfast at Tiffany’s, where 300 people are packed into a 250 square foot apartment, enjoying each other’s company and having a rollicking good time. (Minus Mickey Rooney’s “yellow face.”)

Tomorrow’s will be quite different, featuring far more solid food than appeared in the film. There are 2 pies in the oven, a duck on the way, and a season of MST3K on the TV.

So, nothing like the movie. You are invited - DM me for info.

Frankly, I think they’re allergies are as bad as ever, and they’re just bitter and don’t want anyone else to have relief.

Proof (mostly for my daughter’s future reference) that not everything I cook “comes out brown.”

80 degrees, 100% humidity and the smell of freshly crushed ginkgo fruits wafting in the air... it must be October in Philadelphia!

politics, cnn, and pork (of both forms) 

TFW you realize the government isn’t buying surplus food FOR YOU, but surplus food that IS YOU.

While most daschunds don’t like being used as boot-scrapers, Eldred felt he’d finally found his purpose in life.

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