Homemade Pasta

So I thought I'd be a cool guy and make my own pasta, Heaven knows I've made a number of pasta sauce before, but never my own pasta. I don't own a pasta machine, but I thought to myself, "Timothy, people have been making pasta for centuries without the use of pasta machines, you can do it too." So I did. All this while I had a beautiful braised pork ragu in my new dutch oven. Taccozzette con stracotto.

It was delicious.

Texas BBQ - Brisket

Texas Bar-Be-Que, that means Bar-be-que, sweet smokey bar-be-que plus Texas. What could be more American? Above you see the prep, about 6 pounds of USDA choice brisket, rubbed with my signature bar-be-que rub before I dropped it in the fridge over night. Then in the morning, I dropped it in the smoke: seven hours under hot cherry/hickory smoke. It was tender, it was juice, it was sweet and smokey beef. Brisket. 

Pizza is like Sandwiches

I love pizzas. Pizzas are like sandwiches, but without the bread on top, like an open faced Italian themed depression era sandwich. And I love sandwiches. What you see above is a sausage, sausage, pepperoni, salami, garlic pizza. And a bunch of guys who I ate it with. 

Oh and that is a BBQ-flavored Chicken Pizza that we also ate. It was sticky and pizza good.

So I think I may have a problem. Imagine yourself bored on a Saturday night, you've just finished watching a complete season of some British comedy you discovered earlier today, and its only nine o'clock. What do you do? This is what I do. I make pretzels. And somehow, each time they get better. It might be that I've perfected my scientificly precise procedures and measurements. Or it could be the introduction of hot dogs into the equation. Or it could be that I used clarified butter instead of regular butter. (I'm pretty sure that is what it was) Either way, now its almost midnight, and I have 6 pretzel dogs and a pretzel left.