Twisty’s All-Purpose Raw Vegetable Slurry 1001 Uses Around Home, Boat, or Office “What’s for dinner, Auntie?” “Cold slurry!” “Yay! Our happiness is complete!” Spinster HQ is pleased to share with you our recipe for summer nutrients. Is there anything this slurry can’t do? • Pour it in a glass for the best homemade V-8 juice …
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Twisty’s gastronomic adventures
Dec 11 2010
Because you can’t blame on an empty stomach
When a spinster aunt is laid up with a bum knee, three consequences are inevitable. – Slouching in the lime green recliner, watching “Snapped!” and the Cooking Channel, eating sour cream and onion potato chips and stewing about how fucked up it is to have a bum knee: these activities will become the Useful Toil …
Feb 22 2010
Spinster aunt makes plea, cooks squash, gnashes teeth
UPDATE: Thanks to everyone who sent in screen shots. They have all been most helpful, and you screen-shooters are A-Number 1 Blamers 4ever! You can stop sending them now. Thanks again. Rootlesscosmo recently posted a recipe for butternut squash with a sweet’n’sour raisin-y, pine nutty wine/balsamic reduction (here), and I was all hot to make …
Feb 19 2010
Please stand by
The Spinster IT Department will be upgrading the blog software shortly. This means that the blog will undoubtedly be deleted or corrupted or otherwise enfubarred in ways that I cannot possibly anticipate, for an interim of unspecified duration. I will probably fix it, though. Meanwhile, the damnedest thing happened. After wacking out on my nutty …
Feb 18 2010
What I did on my Christmas vacation
A couple of months ago I had a near-death experience. Oh no, an autobiographical interlude! If I were some science blogger I’d probably say, “Hey, get your own fucking blog for that crap!” But you know how it is. Everythang I do gon be funky from now on, etc. The near-death experience was a 24-hour …
Nov 26 2009
Update from the spinster compound
At Thanksgiving I usually let some steam whistle through my kettle of disgust regarding the holiday’s shameless celebration of domination culture, but this year I’ll confine myself to remarking that this ubiquitous euphemism “Turkey Day,” though it makes the spinster skin crawl, is at least a step in the right direction towards secularizing these godbag …
Nov 16 2009
Spinster aunt has puerile episode
My sidekick Stingray is a professional wino. She can tell you the names of about 87 different species of fungus that grow on grapes. She speaks reverently of the Moldavian terroir. She goes around telling people what wine to drink with their fire-roasted frisée frittatas. Lately she’s been on this kick where she quits her …
Oct 05 2009
Danger and slapstick on Savage Death Island!
Fois gras on toast. Uchi, Austin TX, July 2007 In keeping with the recent commentary-on-a-comment motif into the self-referential depths of which this blog has recently plunged (if a blog may be said to have plunged into a motif, which contingency is, I admit, something of an uncertainty), today’s post is a blog comment upon …
Jun 20 2009
Celebrity misogynist cult wins Ditwuss Award
No time to post! The ag well at El Rancho Deluxe has has blown or something, and my ranch hand Chuck and I have to fix it. What’s an ag well? It’s a long, skinny hole in the ground reaching to a subterranean pond that, when you attach a windmill to it, pumps out water …
Jun 02 2009
Anecdotal evidence of something
The White Zinfandel Scare of the 1980′s produced lingering aftershocks of dumbassness of which I was heretofore unaware. It’s 2009, and men are terrified of rosé wines. So quoth Stingray, reporting from the Spinster Sommelier Department. Apparently, when non-oenophile men and women attend her wine tastings, men eschew the rosé without fail, but women, of …
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