Wild birds are really fascinating and amazing creatures…until a couple starts building a nest outside your bedroom window. Then it like listening to a crack induced wacko playing with twigs and speed tap-dancing with teeny tiny feet. Not to mention the constant peeping. The whole thing sounds like a sped up much smaller version of my parents bitching while trying to put together a piece of furniture from IKEA. This is only a sign that the little non-stop peeping and screaming babies will be arriving soon. Speaking of that, have you ever had to take care of a baby bird? Sweet Lord they are the ugliest things in the history of ugly. My God you could throw a Mack truck in their huge yet tiny open mouths. Horrifying.
When the birds woke me up, I was dreaming about a recipe I saw on the Cooking Channel a few days ago. I haven’t made it yet, but I plan to this weekend. I haven’t looked the recipe up yet, but I do remember the ingredients and the preparation.
The I Can’t Remember What They Are Called Cheese Roll Things
Ingredients
Phyllo Dough
Sun-Dried Tomatoes
Mozzarella Cheese
Butter
Preparation
Brush each sheet of Phyllo Dough with butter.
Thickly slice chunk of mozzarella cheese ¼ inch or so
Place cheese on Phyllo Dough with sun-dried tomato on top and roll up.
Cook at 325 degrees for about 25 minutes.
You can serve these separately or on a salad.
I had to drive to Oklahoma for a quick family thing this week (not like gay family, but family family). On my drive back I stopped for gas in Sallisaw. Just off the 1-40 exit, I found a picture taker’s gold mine. You think you’d see Elvis in a 1950s Chevy in Tupelo or perhaps Memphis, but no you can also find it inside a gas station in Sallisaw! And after getting gas, perhaps you’d like to pick up a few Indians to have around the house. Imagine the luck! There is also an Indian store right by the creepy mannequin Elvis and transvestite in Chevy gas station!
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