I got an email this evening that made my day. There is nothing more gratifying than some random chick on the interwebs telling you she made your shit and it was good. Seriously.
Cooking Asshole,
What the fuck have I been doing fucking around with fucking store bought crusts?! I should kick that little dough boy in the stomach for fooling me!
Your recipe was simple, fast and tasty.
No fucking pie weights or beans...shut it, Martha Stewart! I should kick you, too! You know why!
So here's a crappy picture of my delicious spinach, red onion, cheddar quiche topped with tomatoes.
What the fuck have I been doing fucking around with fucking store bought crusts?! I should kick that little dough boy in the stomach for fooling me!
Your recipe was simple, fast and tasty.
No fucking pie weights or beans...shut it, Martha Stewart! I should kick you, too! You know why!
So here's a crappy picture of my delicious spinach, red onion, cheddar quiche topped with tomatoes.

Thanks again for making it so fucking easy.
Ate it,
Alyson
Ate it,
Alyson
For anyone interested here is the link to my pie crust.
8 comments:
Love this post but I hate baking so pie crusts are like remembering Pi out to 100 numerals for me. The point is: I don't know where the original post is since this CAdiscple doesn't read every crappy word on a website he just looks for a search field.
Would you please install a fucking seach function on your blog?
Curious minds like mine want to know your shit. If you don't know how, just email me and I'll tackle the bastard for you!
PS You fucking rock!
Dear Stupid,
I linked to my pie crust in this post. Also, there is a search function in the upper lefthand corner. Need me to wipe your ass after you take a shit too? Thanks for the kind words.
- Cooking Asshole
Yeah it looks like I do need to have you wipe my ass. My beer-fucked mind just found your search field in the upper left of your page.
Bitch slap gratefully accepted!
May I have another...
Don't feel too bad. It's not like it is in the same place on every single fucking blogspot blog...
haha... the only fucking blog that makes me laugh my ass off almost every day. awesome letter
Big whoop. You got a love letter from your mom. Thanks for sharing.
That does it, I'm gonna put my Bud Select 55 beer and bbq hot pockets down, get off my laz-e-boy with the built in remote control caddy, turn off Growing Up Twisted, march to the kitchen, and make myself cook this damn fine pie crust.....eventually. Meh, add it to my New Tear's resolutions.
Thanks Jess! I enjoy reading your blog too!
Not my mom! It was probably you!
I love hot pockets!
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