When life gives you sardines...

Yo folkses.

Here's a new recipe (if you can call it that) that I threw together (literally) yesterday (the day before today).  I call it Davy Jones's chowder.

Ingredients:
Pasta
Sardines
Water
Salt
Pepper
Oregano
Soy Sauce
Bacon
Garlic Powder
Onion
Olive Oil
Corn

Directions:
These directions are to the ones I used to make a small pot of soup (about 3 bowls) so if you want to expand it, multiply!

• Pick your favorite type of pasta (remember, it's going in the soup so plan surface to volume ratios accordingly) and cook it.  In a pot.  With water.  Leave enough water to make the broth of the soup.  It might affect pasta cooking time, so be aware.
• Dice one onion.  Wipe the tears out of your eyes.  Season with salt and peppa.  Sautee the diced onion.  Set cooked onion aside
• Cut the bacon (about five strips) into pieces about a cm wide.  Season with pepper and oregano.  Cook until golden and crispylicious.
• Prepare your corn (open the can or cut it off the cob).  If you bought creamed corn, slap yourself.
• Is the pasta done yet?  Okay, wait for it to finish.
• How about now?
• Okay, good.  Turn the pasta water down to a low setting (2 or three).  We don't want to cook it anymore, but we do need it warm.  Open your can of sardines.  They look disgusting, no?  Too bad, we're using them anyway. 
• Mash up the sardines into a paste.  They should already be halfway there.  Take three tsp. of paste-ified sardine and stir it into the pasta water.  It should start to smell fishy seeing as you just added fish.
• Season broth with salt, pepper, garlic powder and oregano as desired.  Pick your own measurements, I can't do everything for you people.  Add more sardine if you want.
• Add the corn and bacon (and bacon grease of course).  Stir and let equilibrate at a hot temperature.
• Ladle into a bowl and enjoy!

I was actually surprised at how this turned out.  The entire time I was adding stuff to it I kept thinking "Holy Crap, Holy Crap, What am I doing?"  But I've had three bowls in two days and I still think it turned out well.  The only thing I didn't like was that I added too much pepper.

And so it begins...again.

Welcome ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, harlots and vagabonds, to my world. I have just now entered the blogosphere in my first solo mission to bring my opinion to the world. I will consider this endeavor a success if "the world" winds up consisting of more than 5 people. Admittedly, this is my second trip to the wondrous world of the inter web. My first attempt can be described as a mild failure, which I completely blame on a lack of sleep.

As those of you who took the extra five minutes to read the timebender's blog can see; I'm still alive. Tad...well...Tad was a trooper, but I'm sorry to say, we lost him. To California. I know it's horrible, but stay strong. You and I will live on with his memory in our hearts.

Essentially, this time around, I have no overarching themes for this blog. It's just me, my opinions, and hopefully someone else who isn't taking up residency in my imagination. That's right, YOU. So reader, join in with me and let's view the world through my eyes.

I suppose for this introductory blog, I should introduce myself. I am...me. I know it's intense but I did warn you to buckle your seat belts first.

What's that you say?

I didn't warn you?

Well I thought it, and this relationship is just not going to work out if you can't read my mind just a little more often. Let's be honest, I'm always the one reading my mind. Would it kill you to take some of the load on yourself for once? I think not.

Anyway, back to the introductions: I'm a Catholic in grad school and have moderate republican political affiliations, I suppose. Although to be honest, I pretty much just hate politicians in general. I say let's vote for Jimmy Stewart as president with Chuck Norris as a VP and we can bring this country back to the glory it once was.

I like long walks on the beach and overused romantic cliches.

That's all you get to know so that the stalkers can't find me.

Finally, let's get to the main topic of my premiere blog post:

Aren't penguins just the cutest little bastards you ever did see?