Little Price

I am slowly finding my way back here, I have the yearning to blog, I’m just working on the other stuff that gets it done. First, I want to thank all of you for your kind words and support, for not throwing me out with the bath water and for all your patience and love.

Since the main focus of this blog is food and cooking, I probably should keep the puppy shots away from the main page. Something about food and pets might offend some sensibilities. But I had to tell you about her, so here she is. Go on! Follow that link!

In puppy love,


Holy algorithms, Batman!

WOW! I’m all ’15 minutes of fame’ today. I was minding my own business, working on content for a later day when I noticed that my traffic had skyrocketed. I went to my usual referral sites only to realize it wasn’t coming from any of those usual suspects.

Then I checked my stats and WOWZA! I made WordPress‘ highly coveted ‘Fresh Press’ list. All I could think was: Holy smokes, Batman! and I do love me some algorithms, whatever they are!

To those of you visiting for the first time: Hola y bienvenidos a mi casa! To those of you who have regularly welcomed me into your computer screens and, hopefully, kitchens: This is because of you, babes!

As they say, the proof is in the picture. Check out the other blogs on this page, there’s something for everyone.

Don’t be a stranger! There’s a nifty little button on the top right that ensures you don’t miss any of the deliciosa comida  featured here.

Cookingly yours,

Mr. Funny Pants

A few nights ago, the Hubbz and I were watching V on TV. We were both totally absorbed in the show, or so I thought. Then a scene comes up where some of the 5th Column members (and I do apologize if you have no clue what any of this means, but it really isn’t vital for this story) have arranged to use a decoy to trap one of the Visitors that has been offing 5th Column members.

The decoy walks towards the spot the lookout tells him to. They’re in a square of some sort, I’m captivated by all the action. Then Hubbz says ‘if that were you, you would’ve been ch-chk, ch-chk, ch-chk, crooked ch-chk, ch-chk’.

I had no idea what he was talking about, then he said ‘Lanterns. You would’ve told them to hold the shooting while you took pictures of the lanterns’. Seriously?

He’s OH so funny, isn’t he?

Of course, I have no idea of what he’s talking about.

Or do I?

I wouldn’t call my interest in lanterns an obssession.

So I like all manner of lighting fixtures. What’s wrong with THAT?!

uhh…, maybe he’s got a point. ch-chk, ch-chk

crooked, ch-chk