Buttering Up…
Feb14
We’re beginning to see a pattern… how to break bad news to Randie… make her dinner or buy her pizza.
Randie and Ryan
Tripping through married life…
We’re beginning to see a pattern… how to break bad news to Randie… make her dinner or buy her pizza.
Another ‘artist and food’ theme installment. Coincidence or art imitating life?
Oh… a way to a starving artist’s heart is through her stomach… non? Chocolate is the way to mine… the darker the better.
Alas, Native American genetics here. Lactose intolerance. Can’t metabolize sugar and alcohol properly. I can’t have the usual types of junk that everyone else enjoys, so in my house we have our own definition of ‘indulgence’. Mine include grilled fish. The trouble is that the house foxes love grilled fish and have been known to sit in the kitchen and scream for it. Go to Youtube and search ‘fox scream’ if you’re not familiar. Two of our three rescue foxes are deaf and have no idea just how loud they can be!
Isn’t all that meat kinda expensive for their choice of poverty?
Yes… and THAT was the tip off… extra meat… AND cheesy cheese bread… an extravagant dinner for their pocket book… he hasn’t even busted out the two-buck chuck!
Meat Lovers Pizza is my favorite, too! I like thin and crispy crust to bring out the meat, but any kind of crust works when we’re talkin’ Meat Lovers!
Ryan should splurge and have a Meat Lovers delivered to Randie one night while he’s on a business trip.
That would be a nice surprise, getting pizza unexpectedly … from your far-away honey! You ol’ charmer, you! I bet you do stuff like that.
And Randie LOVES a pizza piled high with meat… looking at the pizza I gave them…. I coulda gone more meat.
Ooh, Portland!
Regarding that tempting pizza, I had given up eating pork for quite a while when I recently caved in (possibly under the influence of alcohol) at a party and had a slice of meat-lover’s pizza. It’s probably for the best that I don’t ever go back (if not for my morals then for my heart’s health), but damned if that wasn’t a good nosh!
Yes, I too, have given up most meats that are deli-ish (they give me headaches) and most nitrate filled hot-dog/sausage type stuff… not one for read meat … but every so often I will have a pork something…. and I’m usually not disappointed. You most treat yourself now and again.
At least he knows to write soft blows into the budget!
God bless the credit card debt.
What? Randi doesn’t love Portland?
But Portland loves Randi!
Also, why “Portland”? Why doesn’t it get a fun nom de squid? Like Pooreland or Portberg or Portsborough? Or even Portropolis!
Eh, it’s probably too big to give it an in-comic name, like San Diego. (Sandy Eggo. heh.)
Yeah…. Randie would so love Portland-ia. Stumptown is pretty nifty… but the larger cities I don’t do the “nom de Squid” (I like that!)… but I do tend to call San Francisco “the City” which isn’t unusual in itself. But yah… Sandy Eggo is fun.
Portland cooled that pizza pie off. That’s okay, it makes a great breakfast.