I belong to a moms’ group and one of the members is an amazing artist (www.happytomatokids.com). She is also a meat maven, pork princess, lamb lover, veal vixen, hamburger helper and a chicken champ. She stalks follows famous chefs and all of their culinary creations. We are the Laverne and Shirley, the Odd Couple, the Charlotte and Samantha, or the Homer and Ned Flanders of the great meat debate. We discovered our dueling blogs (hers is www.happyhoarfrost.com) through a mutual friend. Turns out, my meat-loving friend just ate her with f-f-f-fava beans. You’ll have to look up the term hoarfrost on your own. I can assure you it only sounds naughty.
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April 23rd, 2008 at 10:42 pm
Oh my, I fear you’ve caught me with my Spaghetti-Petticoat Bolognese down and my Rumproast hanging out! Don’t filet me, but The Happy Tomato site is migrating–literally–tonight, of all nights. Talk about your food irony.
Curiously, leaving the dub-dub-dub off will get you to the new site right now without problems: http://happytomatokids.com, and the www should work by morning (Thursday), I was told. Patience, chocolate-covered Grasshopper. Thank you for your diligent clarification, Annelies:). You’ve no fear from my molars nor bicuspids. You aren’t my taste anyway–not enough fat!
Now Edamommy, you know that celery-stalking is YOUR reusable, eco-hempy Whole Foods bag, not mine. I would never dry-stalk Bobby Flay when I can simply chase after him with a dripping ten-inch, triple tine, titanium meat fork!
Or don’t you Vegans have lusty dreams anymore? Is it all pasture, swaying soy and sunsets?
Love,
Oscar, with the baloney hanging out of the Wonder bread slathered with yellow mustard and the really bad grey crew-neck sweatsuit, sitting down on your white couches, Felix.
April 24th, 2008 at 7:47 am
Oh, we dream, baby. We dream big. Nobody leaves our big baby dreams in the corner.
Actually, since I went vegan, I have dreams like the ones I had when I was pregnant and those babies were wild-o-mondo. I can’t get explicit cause it’s a family show but newly pregnant moms should buckle up for that night time excitement. I didn’t need television or movies for 9 months.
My post has been fixed thanks to the genius intern Jena. Phew. She’s faster than a speeding ticket. Mea Culpa (Meata Culpa).
Annelies (Edamommy, down on one knee) - will you edit me?
Mary