Comfort Food
A riff on the term “side hustle,” this dirty fuckfest of grilled cheesery is dedicated to Eve, who said that a side hustle reminded her of a mile long dipping station to be used with an orgy of grilled cheese sandwiches, cut into tea sandwich sized bites. Say what you will about, Eve, but that bitch is creative as fuck. And an expert at planning an orgy.
Crabs, you say! Well, treat ’em with love a la this majestic solution straight from the DGK. Get your birdie all crabby with this delicious mix of a tender chicken cutlet, savory crabcake filling and an unctuous lemon butter sauce. Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
This is for all the dirty girls who want a good porkin’. The ones that want a fall-off-the-bone fork tender pork shoulder and a scoop of spicy mustard slaw, all lavished upon a giant kaiser roll. A bite so dirtily juicy, they need a plethora of napkins at arms reach. Get a face-full, cuz we know you want it.
Take a break from letting people explore your French Quarters and whip up a feast for Mardi Gras. You know you’e gonna need nourishment to get through Lent (and that hangover tomorrow), so here’s some gumbo for meat eaters, seafood eaters and vegans. Take your pic and soak up some of that booze.
Our coq is easy and tasty, leaving you plenty of time to putter around the kitchen getting tipsy before it’s time to dig in. Nothing better than this easy-sleazy, as we take Julia Child’s classic version of coq au vin and pare it down for simple midweek cooking.
When you want a sizzlin’ strip of hot meat on Valentine’s Day, break out this simple recipe for Steak au Poivre for a little romance. We’ll let you take the credit for getting lucky, because you damn well will after serving this one up.
What’s Valentine’s Day Dinner without a healthy dose of cream? Our sexy version comes with spinach too, transforming the unloved veggie into a silky, sultry side dish perfect for a romantic evening with your boo.
This recipe leverages the pressure cooker to get dinner to the table in a matter of minutes, and the presentation is so clean and flawless that folks will be none the wiser when it comes to any earlier screwups. Just you basking in endless praise and the remnants of the Beef Wellington that you set on fire smoldering in the trashcan outside. You’re welcome.
Today, of all days, is Prune Breakfast Month. And given that all that we do is unapologetically sexy, our breakfast prunes should be in ice cream form. And to top it off, we want a swig of Armagnac, a French brandy of epic awesomeness, to warm us all the way down to our dirty bits.
This riff on the French cassoulet, a white bean stew of duck and garlic sausage topped with buttered bread crumbs, will make you want to say filthy words under your breath. Words so raunchy you’ll make yourself blush.
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