Coffee Talk Installment 5

and i'm back for coffee talk.  i missed it last week because i was busy drinking my face off in mexico.  

but it's that time where i link up with natalie and answer all of her questions.

but i do have a bone to pick her.  since all of her questions are about fucking food, i'm now so starving that i want to gnaw my own arm off.  so thanks, nat.

1. pancakes or waffles?

ummm neither.  i'm typically an all-meat, all the time type of person.  like "i'll have the steak and eggs.  but don't bring me the eggs.  bring me bacon instead."

2. what is your go-to meal?

oh man.  hands down - meatloaf.  i'm salivating just thinking about it.  usually it's the traditional type one.  but there's tons out there i want to try and make.  like bacon cheeseburger.  or french onion soup.  mother of god.  now i want meatloaf.  and then a meatloaf sandwich.

3. what is your must have snack while watching a movie/tv show?

uhhh, will you think it's weird when i tell you that i enjoy demolishing a jar of pickles all by myself.  like just plop myself down on the couch and start shoveling them in my face type deal.  like shitler gets mad at me because we can't ever keep pickles in the house for more than a day because i dominate them.

4. what is your guilt food (the kind where you are sad and lonely)?

i'm practically obsessed with being by myself.  so i don't ever eat out guilt because of that.  but, there's always food that i eat and then immediately regret it because i can literally feel my ass getting bigger.  like pizza or carbs.  fucking carbs.  we have a love/hate relationship.

5. what kind of food do you eat that is so disgusting to others and you are embarrassed to tell?

ok, i enjoy liver sausage.  shitler is obsessed with it.  and i'll admit that it's delicious.  on toast with tomatoes and pepper.  

I'm Pretty Into Meat

one time i thought it would be interesting to try going vegetarian for a month.  that didn't work.  mainly because i fucking love meat.
so i made some meatloaf for lincoln the other night.
here is my night in meat-related photos.

then chuck tried to entice me with his body:

but i stayed strong and pressed on.

 and then i made tabouli - which is completely un-meat-related.

French Onion Meatloaf is a Gift From the Heavens

today is one of those days where all i've been thinking about is food.  what food i want to eat.  what food i wish i had for lunch other than what i actually have.  what food i have at home that i wish i could hork down (but i won't).  what past food/meals i've eaten. 
pile my food woes on top of the fact that it's fucking freezing outside and all i want to do is go home, crank the mini heater that sits right next to the bed, and crawl into my cocoon of blankets.
also, i'm extremely bored.  so i started going through the massive amounts of pictures on my iPhone and i came across these:

i made a delicious meatloaf for lincoln and B back when i got my perfect meatloaf pan.
french. onion. meatloaf.
it was beyond delicious and pretty similar to a french onion soup only in massive meat form. 
the salad i'm choking down looks like fucking dog shit compared to these photos.

And Now I'm a 1950s Housewife.

you realize priorities have changed when you receive xmas presents like these and are simply over the moon excited about them.

[caption id="attachment_752" align="aligncenter" width="300"] heavenly.[/caption]

[caption id="attachment_753" align="aligncenter" width="300"] lincoln is going to get a lot fatter.[/caption]

[caption id="attachment_754" align="aligncenter" width="300"] i'll be doing some badass decorating.[/caption]