Ok, I'm gonna try and bring supper's ready back to life. I had put the page together, made a few posts and then couldn't figure out where to go next. I mean, I hate cooking. I was a failure at it. What could I possibly have to say. Those that have experienced dinner at my house (or me cooking at their house which is more the case) will say I'm great. I know better though. If I were chefin it at a restaurant and had ten tickets hanging in the window and I hadn't yet gotten some appetizers together for the first few tables, I would be sweatin and probably suffering post traumatic stress. -Maybe that's why a lot of chefs smoke a bone by the dumpster before the rush- I don't know, well anyway, here goes my rebirth of suppers ready. An attempt to laugh at food rather than take it as seriously as some of the assholes I had to work with all those years ago in culinary land. Listen, don't invite me over to your house and serve me pumpkin bisque with pumpkin bread crouton with some fancy soft cheese draped over the top....In all honesty, that just isn't something that impresses me anymore. Now on the other hand, take some fried chicken bits and make a weird chicken salad with it -pow boy style knock off- then I'm hangin around till desert comes. That's just the way I fly now a days.