My uncle Tommy’s hot sauce is the recipe by which I measure all hot sauces; it is the recipe I try to recreate to varying degrees of success every time I come home from the store with cilantro, peppers, lime, onion, garlic and tomatoes. But Tommy just knew, in some magical old-Texas-guy way, the way hot sauce was supposed to taste and look and feel.
“Tommy Baker Hot Sauce” was a staple at all my family’s holiday gatherings for years, sitting up there on my mom’s or my aunt’s counter, decimated by the time anyone got around to ham or turkey — which my uncle Tommy almost always had a hand in making, too. The man was a genius in the kitchen or on the grill.
He’s been gone for two years now, and I miss him for all kinds of reasons, but one of them is because he was a family man who owned the holidays. He didn’t just sit around and expect his wife to make him a plate and trim the tree. He wasn’t quite Clark Griswold, but he was real close. And there’s nothing I love more than a man who’ll fry a turkey, make a side dish, wash a roasting pan, and slap a wreath on the door. Keep reading »
On the first day of Catsmas, my true love gave to me… Keep reading »
This holiday season we’re really letting our crafty flag fly. Homemade gifts and decorations are not only unique, heartfelt, and (often) better for the environment, they’re also really fun to make: crank up the Christmas music, pour yourself a cup of hot cocoa, and get crafting! We kicked things off last weekend with some awesome DIY gift bags; now let’s check out some funky ornaments to decorate your tree, shall we? Click on the gallery to get inspired!
This piece was cross-posted with permission from FatNutritionist.com. It was originally published before Thanksgiving but we are crossposting it here with the rest of the holiday season in mind.
It’s true, Thanksgiving is a weirdly imperialist semi-genocidal sort of holiday, but hey, at least we can enjoy the tradition of getting together with family and eating a bunch of mashed potatoes!
Or can we?
If some people’s relatives had their way, the answer would be a resounding HAHA, SUCKER! Because certain people exist only to make your food-eating life as a fat person (or a whatever-sized person) miserable.
So, here’s the thing: whether or not you are fat, you are the only person who gets to decide what food goes in your mouth, what tastes good, and how much of it makes you feel full and satisfied. No matter how many busybodies and dietary conspiracy theorists get in your face, you are still the only one who can decide. Keep reading »
This is the apparently the holiday card from FX, the network that airs “American Horror Story.” Uh, thanks? I’m glad someone at least had to good sense to keep Bloody Face out of the same photo as Baby Jesus … or did they? Wahahahahaha! [via HuffPostTV.Tumblr.com]
The older you grow, the more the holiday season changes. It grows with you, in a way, and the frame of mind with which you approach the Thanksgiving/Christmas/Hanukkah celebrations is a huge factor in whether or not you enjoy the season.
At my ripe old age of 24, this will be the 24th time I participate in these Wintertime festivities. However, now that I’ve graduated college, I’m starting to notice a lot of changes in my life that affect how I celebrate during this holiday season. Keep reading »
Halloween’s just around the corner, and it’s a great excuse to get totally, totally weird. Weird with your costume and your makeup, but also weird with your household decorations and party props. We’ve found 16 or the spookiest, wildest and all around weirdest Halloween decorations around. You really need a talking tree gnome and a monster pizza, don’t you? I thought so.
There is nothing like traveling with another person to truly test a relationship. So when my boyfriend suggested that for his first real trip out of the country we head to Morocco, I said sure, this will turn out great. And actually? It kind of did.
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I like to travel a lot, and spend all of my discretionary income (the part not allocated to sandwiches) on trips abroad. As such, I’ve figured out a few helpful beauty and makeup tips and picked up a couple of awesome accessories along the way. Click through for a few simple ways to save time, money and — most importantly — space in your carry on.
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The Chosen People among us (Kidding! Kidding! You’re all beautiful chosen people to me) know that part of the Passover celebration involves reciting the 10 plagues that befell the land of Egypt while they held the Jews in captivity. Typically, Jews acknowledge the plagues during the Passover ceremony by reciting each one of the plagues (which are, for the record, blood, frogs, lice, flies, murrain, boils, hail, locusts, darkness and slaying of the first born) and pouring a little wine out for each one. Enter this helpful BAG OF PLAGUES, which offers plastic representations of each plague instead. So when you’re like, “What’s murrain?” you can reach in the bag and see that it’s “a virus that affects cattle and eventually kills them.” Thanks bag of plagues!
But even if you’re NOT Jewish, a bag of plagues could be helpful. Pesky roomate? Drop some locusts on her bed. Annoying coworker? Leave a couple of gnats on her desk chair. They’ll get the picture real quick.