While it was sizzling away, I put on large bun into the toaster oven to get nice and toasty. Then I sliced a ripe tomato and cut into an onion. Usually I mix chopped onion into the mix, but this time I wanted the nice crispy crunch of raw onion. Then, I cut some slices off this mini-wheel of Brie I got on sale a little while back.
I unplugged the grill, opened it up and put the cheese on to melt. Took the bun out of the toaster oven, put some mayo and mustard onto the top of the bun, then slid the burger from the grill to the bottom bun, topped that with the tomato and onion.
Then I came to the bedroom to eat the burger at my desk while watching SportsCenter.
There you have it ... DZER's garlic and brie burger. And yes, it was frickin' delicious!
BORED+PHOTOSHOP=THIS CRAP
I'M A POET; YOU KNOW IT
My poetic juices have once again been stirred. By what, I just don't know, but I thought I would share my latest creation/degradation with you.
Stopping by Blogs on a Tropical Evening
(with huge apologies to Robert Frost)
Whose blog this is I think I know,
He hasn’t updated it for a while, though.
He will not notice that I’ve stopped here,
He doesn’t have Sitemeter on sidebar row.
My little Mac must think it queer,
My browser just might crash, it’ll fear,
But OS X handles it like cake,
I might as well go drink a beer.
What gems from here will I take,
It’s drivel; this has been a mistake.
The only other sound's the beep,
Of e-mail checked in server’s wake.
This blog is stupid and far from deep,
A bunch of shit, a steaming heap,
And still I just can’t fall asleep,
And still I just can’t fall asleep.
(with huge apologies to Robert Frost)
Whose blog this is I think I know,
He hasn’t updated it for a while, though.
He will not notice that I’ve stopped here,
He doesn’t have Sitemeter on sidebar row.
My little Mac must think it queer,
My browser just might crash, it’ll fear,
But OS X handles it like cake,
I might as well go drink a beer.
What gems from here will I take,
It’s drivel; this has been a mistake.
The only other sound's the beep,
Of e-mail checked in server’s wake.
This blog is stupid and far from deep,
A bunch of shit, a steaming heap,
And still I just can’t fall asleep,
And still I just can’t fall asleep.
11 comments:
Yesterday I was craving a burger myself so Ell, Mcat and I went to Ruby Tuesday's.
I ordered a Triple Prime burger DAMN it was GOOD!
No where near as good as the Dzer Garlic Brie burger though!
I love the poem - lol!!
I've been craving a good burger lately too. Will you make one for me?
Sorry, but eeeewwwwwww...I think I may be sick.
madame x: I need to get me to a Ruby Tuesday's *sigh*
heather: I strive to make women hunger LOL
snavy: thanks ... and come on by ... more ground beef left ;)
chrissie: aww ... high praise ... and thanks ... for the cute comment ... not the poke, you eye-poker!!
kathi: you poor veghead ... LOL
you're killing me....and my diets survival much past me finishing this comment.
aliteration turns me on ;)
buttah ... aw ... I'm sorry
and alliteration always acts as arousal?
I love when the DZER gets bored. He is so entertaining!
You 'member that part in the 40-year old virgin, where he's going on and on about his egg salad?
Yeahhh. -pinch-
yum..........I want a bite of that.....
nice poem but I want the burger
hey, i had a brie burger for lunch today!!
spooky...
signgurl: I am the entertainer ... heh
jmai: hey! no pinching!
kristen: a bite of me? or my burger?
terry: GET ... OUT!!
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