Okay, the past few days I've been sick. What? You may be asking yourself. That Smiling Infidel chick is always sick......in the head, that is. No, this sickness has spread from being insane in my membrane to an actual cold. Gagging and magging relentlessly? Check. Coughing up lovely shades of green mucous? Check. Rubbing my nose raw with Kleenex? Check. Aches and pain and whining? Check. Starve a cold, feed a fever? Like heck, I will! Having a cold did not dampen my appetite in the least, and I made some comfort food last night.
This is 100 percent genuine beer bread using 100 percent genuine beer. You know how everyone keeps saying that they have no use for Bush anymore? Well, I happen to have many uses for Busch beer! I added some cheddar cheese, garlic, and chives to the recipe, and it was so very, very good.
My family is steeped in Germanic heritage and ancestry. We practically have sauerkraut juice and beer flowing through our veins. I took the excess cup of beer from my beer bread recipe and soaked the sauerkraut and sausage ingredients in it as they simmered over the stove. Pure Xanadu!
Just when the world seemed too dark and bleak to possibly go on yesterday, these videos finally arrived. I bought them on ebay for super cheap. Sledge Hammer! was one of my absolute favorite childhood shows, and I couldn't wait to share the craziness with my herd of kids. They weren't disappointed. We watched three episodes last night, and laughed ourselves sick. In my case I laughed myself sicker.
A gratuitous shot of my boogery Kleenex pile. Evidence of my sickness and a valid excuse to neglecting blogger duties this week. I guess that I could take a picture of an authorized doctors note and post it here. Likely, I'd probably clean my nose with it first. Fear me, and my mucosa, paper products!