August 27 » Redemption is Spelled With a "P"
These pillows were so soft you could sleep on them. I guess if you were a little person. And not like a midget. After the dismal Rellenosgate of 2008 was over, I figured I needed something that would restore Julie's culinary faith in me, and possibly, just possibly, not be a bunch of back-breaking labor. So, naturally, the sadist in me said "Oh! Julie mentioned that she wanted Gnocci a while ago." So self, I said, "Self, why don't you just make some? You know, ...

I'm no chef. I'm barely a cook. And certainly not in the professional sense. I work in mobile for a living, but I enjoy cooking almost as much as I love 
