Savage Swiller wrote:I've got to come up with a good recipe for caramels and chocolate caramels. Even the Kraft caramels don't come close to tasting like Bob Lib's caramels. My favorite candyman, my favorite job. I still say that maybe someday, I'll open a chocolate shop. Until then, I'll just keep cooking and dipping in my kitchen.
I make candy. Until I lost my thermometer. I made lollipops this summer. Big ones. All colors.
i've just sat down w/ my bottle of vodka. i just can't seem to enjoy a beer drunk when i drink alone. it's okay for working, but just doesn't work late at night. hopefully, i will pass out in my chair.
Legalize DUI
Reality is an illusion created by alcohol deficiency
Frankennietzsche wrote:The melancholia of Autumn is my favorite time of year. The smell of the leaves, the cool air,halloween. The only down part for me is my birthday.
I agree. Summer is just way too frickin cheery for me. And winter, well, that's just depressing. Autumn has all the charecter and old world charm that the other season's are just jealous about. Green is a fine colour, but every where you go? No, give me the colour, the need to wear a sweater, and yes, the melencholia. Days and nights are equal, football is being played, the little brats are away, and there's really no need to get up from the porch and your oktoberfest beer.
And they say her flower is faded now
Hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay
For the chains you refuse
I love Applejack. My local had five bottles of the stuff and I went through them in two weeks and they keep forgetting to order more. If they didn't have the Stroh 80, I don't know what I'd drink.
Beer makes you feel the way you ought to feel without beer. - Henry Lawson
