Swashbucklers have Talk Like A Pirate Day. Star Wars Geeks have May the Fourth. It’s time gamers had their very own made up internet holiday. I give unto you Catansgiving. It’s easy. It’s fun. Most of all, it’s an excuse to play Settlers of Catan. My friends and I celebrated by enjoying a big meal in the shadow of our
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Bring gore to the table this Halloween with meat (or vegan meat-ish) stuffed puff pastry guts!
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Just looking at that makes my mouth water. I’m overcome by the gloriously red flesh, the hints of muscular texture, and the overwhelming feeling that my neighbors might taste better with a nice citrus-ginger glaze. Wait. No. I mustn’t think that way. These feelings aren’t real. I’m a person, not a monster. I can’t be craving human flesh. Oh, wait.
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This Christmas, turn off the lights, turn on Snow White, and give in to your baser instincts. It’s time to say up after midnight and do bad things in the kitchen. Gizmo’s Popcorn Balls 1 package refrigerated sugar cookie dough 2 cups flaked, sweetened coconut 12 cups popped popcorn 4 tbsp butter 1 cup packed brown sugar ½ cup corn
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Enjoy your beers, barbecue and Ronald Reagan Riding a Velociraptor.
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This week, Kitchen Overlord is going old school for Independence Day. Over on our boozetastic 4th of July post, you can learn how to make a cocktail version of the Philadelphia Fish House Punch our founding fathers were known to love and get instructions for whipping up a big bowl full of Martha Washington’s Rum Punch. After a stiff, fortifying
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Nothing teaches your kids about the sanctity of life like these home made Xenomorph eggs. Hey, curmudgeons! If kids stray into your yard while searching for Easter Eggs, this year you can always dress in a green track suit, sit on your front porch with a basket of these Angry Bird Eggs, and chuck them at children. You’ll either level
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Just looking at that makes my mouth water. I’m overcome by the gloriously red flesh, the hints of muscular texture, and the overwhelming feeling that my neighbors might taste better with a nice citrus-ginger glaze. Wait. No. I mustn’t think that way. These feelings aren’t real. I’m a person, not a monster. I can’t be craving human flesh. Oh, wait.
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