Uh, blame it on a big beer day but I'm lacking ambition enough to put up a substantial post. It all started when my friends decided that they'd grill some pizzas using a no-rise dough similar to the one in this recipe. I had stopped by a local salumeria to pick up some high-end dried sausages, and my friends had arugula. There we were, sitting on the deck, when I was handed an ice cold beer. Well, beer gets lonely, you just can't have one, so I had another, and another... you get the picture (I'd brought over a 12-pack of Sam Adams Summer Ale earlier in the week. It's kind of hard to write an ambitious post when you eat like porkers and drink like hell. I'd farm this post out to a guest blogger, but she's asking for industry scale, and I'm a cheapskate. I think it's time to fall back on the "post a video" gambit. Here's a song by a band with a name derived from The Onion that I heard on the radi-adi-o last week:
You can blast it, my head's not that tender.