Tonight we're having soup and nuts...

Hey Ya'll!  Swift dropped this in my lap under the guise of a game of Scrabble, not SCRAPPLE  I mistook what his intentions were with with those 10 words.  Now I suddenly find myself slaving over the microwave waiting for the solitary Corn Dog that will be my source of substananse  for the next 12 hours.  Anywho, I suppose that this means that I'll need to  plagiarize Rachel and Martha for tips regarding how to boil water for beginners?  For more extravagant and decadent menu items, I'll need to wake the dead.  Humm, Jeff Smith comes to mind... I said decadent, NOT decayed...  For the floor isn't dirty maneuvers we'll need to depend upon the skills of Julia Child.  She should'a played soccer with a kick like that!  Even upon her death bed, she denied that the poultry incident ever happened.

Ok then, with the trusty old CaveBear at the helm let's take the mystery meat out of the fridge and discuss disposal issues before the EPA begins their investigation.

Okay class, let's begin our misadventures in the ovens of despair.  Please don't lick MY spoon, k?