Here’s a fancy table sconce lamp I saw in a North FL restaurant this weekend:
We’re making French dip sandwiches from leftover Christmas prime rib. What are you up to?
Florida woman, still rocking a punk rock ethos in the 2020s, which is kind of sad. Betty Cracker has been a Balloon Juice writer since 2012.
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Here’s a fancy table sconce lamp I saw in a North FL restaurant this weekend:
We’re making French dip sandwiches from leftover Christmas prime rib. What are you up to?
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The Bucs are leading the Saints early in the second quarter. If they’re not careful, they’ll fuck up their shot at the #1 draft pick.
As someone pointed out last time I mentioned the #1 draft pick, there’s no one coming out of the college farm teams this year who is a no-brainer #1 pick.
If it were me, I’d go with Amari Cooper out of Alabama. I’d be as eager to import Jameis Winston to my city as I’d be to volunteer to bury toxic waste. I don’t know much about the Ducks QB who just won the Heisman.
Who would you pick for your shitty team?
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I hope everyone who celebrates had a wonderful Christmas and those who don’t had an excellent not-holiday doing whatever while all the Christians (cultural and actual believers) were off the streets.
Our annual Christmas feast went well, except I cut my thumb badly trying to invert a heavy fluted pan containing monkey bread. That was first thing yesterday morning, which meant I had to orchestrate the rest of the dinner with only nine working digits.
We’re off to visit some relatives in the northern part of the state today when everyone else gets up. What are you up to?
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Bunny!
Sitting in the backyard drinking cider and thinking about all the shit I have to do to get ready for the holidays. It’s unusually warm here — 70s and 80s clean through New Year’s. What are you up to?
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My bunny guests:
Busy, busy, biz-zay getting the place presentable for the holidays. What are you up to today?
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My daughter dragged me to a hipster cafe in Tampa the other day. Tampa is becoming this improbable foodie Mecca. Anyhoo, I had a cocktail that was garnished with CANDIED BACON!
It was pretty tasty too — a fancy old fashioned. I considered having two since my chauffeur was on the scene, but they were $12 a pop, which I’m shocked — shocked! — flies in Tampa. This ain’t fucking New York City.
What are y’all up to this evening? I’m awaiting furry guests — my kiddo is watching a schoolmate’s bunnies over the holidays. BUNNIES! I’ll share pictures later.
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Here’s a picture of some cookies from the Cracker Sisters’ Annual Drunken Christmas Cookie Bake-a-Thon last weekend:
The coconut macaroons are my favorite, though the kids insist the buckeyes (top left) are the best. Sis and I had to impose rules on buckeye size because the rugrats kept rolling ever larger spheres of the peanut butter mixture, creeping up past marble size toward golf ball girth. They would have been dipping bowling ball-sized buckeyes in chocolate if we hadn’t put a stop to it.
The sugar cookies turned out pretty well this year. They’re mostly a canvas for decorating, but it’s important to have a tasty canvas. I’m reasonably proud of my dragonfly. I’m not sure who decorated the dinosaur.
I’ve got roofers coming today, so my home office will be a cacophonous hell. I’m hoping the dogs bark themselves hoarse early.
Please feel free to discuss whatever.