How I bagged the Hangry Ginger

So…this is how it went down.

Swiping left…Sometimes swiping right…All these guys…were lackluster to say at best.

Then this goofy looking guy with pretty brown eyes and a bright red goatee pretending to be Popeye for some reason caught my eye. So I did the Tinder Right swipe on this Ginger that ended up being my husband. It was a Tinder fairy tale of sorts. SO Fuck Yes! We were a match…then he wrote back to me nearly instantly…Fuck Yes, and a high five! He asked for my number. FUCK! YES!

Tomato Basil Soup Recipe

It’s been awhile since I done this, but I needed time away from blogging to take care of some personal issues. I’m good now.     Let’s start this off with, who here likes tomato basil soup? I know I do, especially with an awesome three cheese grilled cheese. One with mozzarella, cheddar and provolone cheese…

My Dad

Hello everyone, I’m Matthew Vogelbacher, the oldest son of Michael Vogelbacher. I would like to tell you a little about my dad. He was born on Dec 24th of 1946 to Maurice and Violet Vogelbacher in Tacoma, Wa. He had five sons, Me, Jeff, Josh, Noah and Jason. He loved the Lord. He was a…

Chicken Cordon Bleu

So, I made this for my wife and brother the other night. This is some fucking great food and man; does it fill you up. It’s easy to make and your family and friends will love you for it. It’ll leave you saying, “Fuck, that was good”. Serves 4 4 skinless boneless chicken breast 4…

Let’s Go to the Food Park

Anyone who knows me well knows that I refuse to eat the workings of Chef Mic.  If you eat out at chain restaurants, you already know him well.  Rather than stick to the more traditional scratch kitchen, places around the world choose to pre-make and ship their meals.  Order some garlic mashed potatoes? They may…

My Addiction

It all started when I was 14. I was hanging out with some friends on the block, when one of them ask me if I wanted to try crank. “Why not,” I said to him.  I was always a curious kid, back then. I did it a few times and liked how I felt on it….

Who the fuck puts baking soda in a marinara sauce?

Today was an interesting day to say the least. I started getting the stuff ready for the Gyros we are serving for lunch along with the sides and I grab the orzo pasta and I’m like ok, I’ll make a Greek orzo pasta. Now keep in mind I’m trying to keep with the theme of Greek food and the chef decides he’s gonna put out roasted red potatoes for me. If there’s one thing I hate more is when someone starts fucking with the food I’m preparing, so I rolled my eyes at him and man that set him off and he hits me in the arm and says “Why do you always do that to me”? I instantly start laughing at him.