Friday, September 08, 2006

 
someone's in the kitchen with Dinah, and Sage, and Jean:

says Sage:

Okay, ladies, Jean, over at You Are Here is calling for orgasm-precipitating recipes. I hope she meant that literally, because here's mine! (Gosh, I'll be so embarrassed if it's just a euphemism for really good recipes.)

and this is all funny because I collect cookbooks. Old cookbooks, ethnic cookbooks, obscure-ingredient cookbooks, advercookbooks (the Campbells Soup cookbook, the Pillsbury cookbook, etc.) - I really dig them.

Imagine the diversity of the Orgasm Cookbook...

Homestyle Orgasm
Barbecued Orgasm
Veggie Orgasm
Lentil Orgasm
Gluten-free Orgasm (with carob chips)
Orgasm Casserole
Orgasm a la King
Orgasm Surprise
Orgasm Creole
Orgasm Salad
Orgasm Like Mama Used To Make
Dad's Favorite Orgasm
Danish Orgasm
Sun-dried Orgasm with Tarragon
Orgasm Tetrazzini

How long 'til the Food Network gets hold of this?

I wanna be on Iron Chef: Orgasm! (well, who doesn't?)

Comments:
I'm afraid of the orgasm puupuu platter. A big NO one that one, kids.
 
Bitchlab at 10.07, me at 10.07 - and it probably took me just as long to type mine.
 
stop it
 
Orgasm Tartare, anyone?
 
somehow I'm not sure the Hell's Kitchen-style format would translate so well, though.
 
cheryl - you're a woman after my own heart...
 
Orgasm Creole: No crawfish involved, mehopes. I am TERRIFIED of those things.

Sun-dried Orgasm: Oooh... ouch.
 
No, they look like lobsters. only smaller and yuckier.

crabs look like food. crayfish look like...eeugh.
 
Crayfish: The head I don't like to gobble.

OH! That was such a bad one!
 
I'm sorry - I'll suck anything, but I draw the line at eyestalks.

boundaries, people!
 
The Vegetarian Orgasm book would have to be strictly for lesbians since there's no meat involved.

(sorry, I couldn't resist)
 
Betty Crocker's Orgasm.
 
I don't know, kactus. I don't have good luck with box mixes.

I prefer homemade orgasm, myself.
 
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