16 November 2009

'Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.

(Romeo and Juliet, Act IV scene ii)


Q: What do you get when you cross a foodie with a nerd?
A: My brother.

He's the one that write Acute Politics, which is updated less frequently these days, but now he's started a new blog wherein he divulges his delicious recipes for neo-gourmet food and beer. Go forth and fatten yourselves. Acute Cuisine.

2 comments:

Teflon Don said...

This Thanksgiving I'll let you lick my fingers.

Does that make you ill?

Princess M said...

Yeah. Thanks for publicly bastardizing Shakespeare, you scallywag. :P