Sunday Gravy with yeah right: Lamb Qorma!

Good morning and welcome back to Sunday Gravy! As you read this, my ass is going to be in Indianapolis for tomorrow's total solar eclipse. Yeah I got all bougie like that since I can finally afford to now. Also later on tonight I got pretty close to courtside seats for

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: I give you a humble bowl of beans

Good morning DFO! Welcome to week 2 of March Madness AND another edition of Sunday Gravy. I get it, that banner image didn't exactly blow your mind now did it? I mean, what? A goddamn bowl of beans is supposed to "Wow" me? So you're saying you haven't had a bowl of beans

Sunday Gravy with yeah right and DJ Taj: We Ate it so you don’t have to. KFC’s Chizza!

Good morning and welcome to the lab! At the suggestion of our own Litre Cola, brother DJ TAJ and I decided, "Well why the fuck not?" and we ordered and consumed the new menu offering from KFC. The "Chizza."  Pronounced "Cheat-za" this, uh thing, is another in a long line of "gimmick" foods

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: Slippery Shrimp ala Yang Chow!

Good morning and Happy Saint Patrick's Day! If you're celebrating today and need a few Irish menu suggestions well, here you go. Our menu today is very LA-centric. Live in LA long enough you will find yourself in Chinatown. If you've been to Chinatown more than a few times, you're going to find Yang

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: We get to the good stuff. Perfect Prime Rib!

Good morning folks! Time to wake up and smell the horseradish! Did y'all remember to "spring forward" this morning? Don't want anyone to be an hour late for anything. I'm only here to help. Special thanks to Brother TAJ for filling in last week. It's always nice to keep you folks puzzled and

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: Request Line from Beyond. The Former Missus’ Baked pork chops and rice

Good morning and happy Sunday! Holy fucking shit am I tired of this fucking rain. I'm sure most have you have seen the mudslides, cliffs collapsing, roads getting undercut, pothole insanity that we've been getting in California this year. This fucking place has no idea how to rain properly. We'll go

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: Season Ten premiere! Chicken Penne? Rigatoni? Mostaccioli? Ziti? You cooked it, You Name it

Good morning everyone! Well holy shit and goddamnit, would you look at that? And it's a 3-day weekend too! Woo hoo! Season motherfucking ten of Sunday Gravy in the motherfucking house! No, I'm not going to Roman numeralize it and call it season "X" because fuck that Space Karen motherfucker for forever ruining the

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: Season Finale! Drew’s Chili!

Hey, hey everybody! Good morning and welcome back to Sunday Gravy! Well holy fucking goddamn hell everyone. We made it! It's a wrap, motherfuckers! Season goddamn 9 is officially on permanent record now. Every year right after the Owl I have this mixed sense of dread and excitement because I know I've got some serious

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: Porcini mushrooms Part 2. Pork Tenderloin. Oh yeah.

Good morning folks. Welcome back to part 2 of our experimentation with porcini mushrooms. You'll remember last week - when we weren't dodging hurricanes and earthquakes and shit- we discussed the earthy, woodsy, dank gloriousness of the porcini which we featured in a ragu. That shit was amazing too. Thought I would head in

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: Porcini Ragu! Simple and Sensational.

Good morning Ballers! How is your team's pre-season going? It's week two and we may get up to a full half of some teams starters, so that's kind of a real goddamn thing. I've got that regular season jonesing going on, I can tell you that. We're close now. Real close.   On a local

Sunday Gravy with yeah right: One more vegetarian soup recipe. AKA yeah right makes his work lunch

Morning everyone. Good to have you back. Thanks to Brother TAJ for stepping in last week. Always appreciated. We're in August for shits sake and despite fairly mild temps it's been a humid motherfucker. Very strange weather patterns this year. It just feels wrong. Like acknowledging it will make it better. The goddamn end

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