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The good thing about wordpress is that when somebody arrives at your blog via a google search it tells you what that search term was. Here are some of the more unusual search terms that have brought people to my blog. I’m sure many of these people where disappointed. Spelling is consistent.

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Since I never got around to posting a list of my favorite albums on facebook many months ago like everybody else…

This is my list of 13 or so favorite albums.

Def Leppard – Hysteria

This was the probably the first album that made me think “Holy shit, all these songs are good”. It was also one of the first albums I owned, I got it on a cassette made for me by my sisters boyfriend who taped it from something called a CD. I bought my own record from the record shop in Carrick, which I think may have been called Kragatrax or Karrickatrax or something, it was on vinyl. The reason for this was not because I was a hipster, but because it was 1989 and my family didn’t have a CD player, but we did have a midi-system with twin tape deck and record player! It would be 1992 before a CD player appeared in the McCoy house.

Iron Maiden – 7th Son of a Seventh Son

My sister was watching Top Of The Pops, as happened every week. My attention was immediately caught by 30 seconds of ‘Can I Play With Madness’ on the chart breakers section. Somebody from school, I can’t remember who, made me a tape of the album. I may not be able to remember the person, but I can remember being give it during a science class and that they had cut the Iron Maiden logo out of a Kerrang! Magazine and pritt-sticked it onto the inlay card so there was no track listing. This became the first album I bought on CD and the first thing to be played on my new Amstrad midi-system at Christmas in 1992.

Rainbow – Rising

I had money! Possibly some birthday or Christmas money left over and I was browsing the cassettes in Makin’ Tracks in Castle Lane. My attention was caught by the cover of Rainbow’s Rising. It was brilliant, still is one of my favourite album covers. Only snag was, I had never heard of Rainbow, so buying this was a gamble. My sisters boyfriend told me they where a heavy metal band. That was good enough for me, even though side B only had two songs on it and I felt I was getting cheated, anyway, I ponied up the £6.49 and was away. Luckily for me I loved this cassette, I still have it too. This is one of the few albums I have bought on cassette, vinyl and CD. Blackmore – you owe me.

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The cassette, the vinyl, the CD. Oh, and the ‘Down to earth’ cassette to show how brilliant the ‘Rising’ cover is. Down To Earth is balls.

Faith No More – The Real Thing

My mate Topper had borrowed this tape from somebody, and played it constantly on his brothers swanky Hi-Fi separates system while we played Amiga games. Every time I hear a song from it I am immediately reminded of beating him at Sensible Soccer (usually a comfortable 8 or 9 nil victory for me). It lead to FNM becoming my favourite band for a period. The Real Thing was brilliant, Angel Dust was brilliant, unfortunately I thought everything that came after was balls.

Rush – Permanent waves

Rush was a band that I had always heard off, but never listened too. Rush CD’s and tapes seemed to litter my mate Toppers house, his two elders brothers where both big fans. But it wasn’t until I heard ‘Spirit of Radio’ on one of those comp albums in the mid 90’s that I got into the band. I bought the album and loved it. Not a bad minute on it.

Metallica – The Black Album

CONTRAVERSIAL! How dare I not say ‘Master of Puppets’. Of course Master is a better album, but to me the Black album is more important. When it came out I already was a Metallica fan, I was 15 so how could I not be? I was supposedly studying for GCSE exams but in reality all I did was listen to this album, taped off somebody else’s CD of course (Topper I think, who may have got it as a Christmas present?), and play computer games. Mostly Eye Of The Beholder, Bards Tale II and Ultima VI. Evenings and weekends where also spent walking about Monkstown with my then friends and a twin cassette player playing a loop of this album and Tori Amos. We were not a hit with the ladies. I listened to my tape of this until I got sick of the album, even today, all those years later I have still not bothered to buy this CD, whereas ‘Master of Puppets’ was the 2nd CD I ever purchased.

Manowar – Battle Hymns

I owe a guy called Rodney a great deal of thanks, he introduced me to two of my favourite bands. This was one of them. After listening to my tape of ‘Rainbow Rising’ in a flat one afternoon Rodney asked me if I had ever heard of Manowar. I hadn’t. A few days later I was loaned the first four Manowar albums on vinyl. Battle Hymns, Into Glory Ride, Hail To England and Sign of The Hammer. I wasn’t keen on Hail or Sign, but Battle Hymns and Into Glory Ride where swiftly copied onto a couple of TDK D90’s and played to death on my red Sanyo walkman. Those albums are still bitchin’ and I’ve even grown to like Sign of the Hammer and Hail to England.

One grubby Man-o-war copy complete with tea stains and B side mix.

One grubby Man-o-war copy complete with tea stains and B side mix. Note shitty Metallica logos and yes, I think that says ‘Lick my rim’ at the bottom of the tape. Classy.

Gamma Ray – Sign No More

Rodney again pointed me in this direction. This time it was the ‘Sign No More’ album on CD he loaned me. Some of the tracks from this where re-recorded for a comp album called ‘Blast from the Past’ that was released in 2000. These re-recordings are nowhere near as good. Still good, but when I first heard them I was a bit disappointed. It was only two years ago that I got around to getting the original album on CD, picking up a double CD of the their first two albums ‘Heading for Tomorrow’ and ‘Sign No More’ for a bargain £3 on ebay. My cassettes have now been retired.

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Helloween – Keep of the Seven Keys Part II

At the same time as I got into Iron Maiden I was told about, and given a tape by this band. Helloween. It was like Iron Maiden, but with a German tinge. It was fast, it was funny and it was bloody good. Helloween though fell apart like a cheap Chinese motorcycle (gag copyright Rodney Dangerfield). If you want to hear some real shit compare the first two Keeper albums with ‘Pink Bubbles Go Ape’.

The Ramones – Road To Ruin

I was late getting into The Ramones, well it was hardly going to be the first album, I was zero years old when it was released. It was thanks to Beavis and Butthead that I first consciously heard The Ramones. The video for ‘I wanna be sedated’ was on the show and I was knocked out by how amazing this song was. Face it – it’s catchy as ebola. So I wanted this album, problem was, this was the mid 90’s. The Ramones where all still alive and had just broken up. Internet shopping didn’t exist yet, Primark shoppers still got called ‘jips’ and buying ‘Road to Ruin’ on CD was a non starter. Nobody cared a shit for The Ramones back then. All Virgin megastore had was the last show live album ‘We’re outta here’ and the first two album bundle ‘All that stuff, and more’. Of course I bought them both and loved them. But I really wanted Road to Ruin, I wanted the studio version of ‘sedated’. One day I was at Record fair in Maysfield Leisure Centre and there in a box was ‘Road to Ruin’ on vinyl. I grabbed it and handed over my Crazy Prices leftovers. Got home and found two awesome things: 1) It was yellow vinyl. 2) There was three photos in the sleeve and they had been taken from the balcony at a live Ramones show. They’re faded, not very clear, but still awesome. And yes, Road to Ruin was as brilliant an album as I hoped it would be.

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Screeching Weasel – Bark Like A Dog

First time I heard Screeching Weasel I thought they where balls. Ben Weasels nasally tones annoyed me and since the album I was listening too was ‘Kill The Musicians’ I also thought the first couple of tracks where badly produced balls. So I turned it off and returned it to the man who loaned me it, co-worker and Dangerfields founder bastard Steve Jones. Jonesy though didn’t give up, he also let me hear ‘Bark Like A Dog’. It blew my mind. I listened to it on repeat for months. It’s also probably the only album that I have learnt to play all the songs on.

Ten Foot Pole – Unleashed

Lyrics that make sense, fast clean riffs, catchy as Clamidya songs. Every song on this album is brilliant. A high point in the career of a band nobody has ever heard off. One of the first 90’s US punk bands I got into. I even got the CD from Virgin Megastore, just as well because interpunk and amazon were a good few years away.

Elastica – Self titled

Britpop by and large sucked dick. Worse than grunge. Except for some reason, this album. I loved Connection the first time I heard it, so I bought the album and loved it, lots of people told they where just ripping off The Wire, but I had ever heard of The Wire so I didn’t give a shit.. I bought this album on the same day I bought ‘Restless’ – The Best Of Ian Gillan. I still prefer Elastica. Gillan has yet to rip off The Wire.

Notable mentions to: Squirt Gun (self titled), The Queers – Don’t Back Down, NOFX – White Trash, Two Heebs and a Bean.

That Manowar pub

Having an hour to kill before starting the Budapest Ghost Tour we where dandering around Budapest in the area of St Stephens Basilica, it’s a nice part of town so it’s worth a stroll. Suddenly my eye caught this:

Yes, that IS a Manowar flag.

Yes, that IS a Manowar flag.

Yes, a Manowar flag. Now, only one sort of place would dare have, not one, but a selection of Manowar flags outside, and that, is a rock bar. But we had done our research, and there was no known rock bars in this area.  There is one near the Octagon, funnily enough it’s called ‘The Rocktagon’, anyway it looked like we missed one, or so I thought. From the outside it has a covered smoking area offering great views of St. Stephens and of course a healthy selection of Manowar tat. Inside there was even more Manowar, Rainbow, and even Yngwie Malmsteen – you ever listen to him? Good guitarist from what I’ve heard, you ever see him in that documentary ‘The evolution of metal’? Bastard owns about 4 Ferrari’s. Didn’t think he was THAT good.  I once heard he played a gig in Belfast’s Kings Hall to about 70 people, don’t know if that’s true or not, but I like the idea of it. Anyway, so this bar looks like the ideal rock bar. Of course it’s not. The music was cheesey Euro Pop, the bar called itself an Art Gallery and cafe bar. It consisted of two rooms, only one was filled with Manowar, other power metal pictures and pictures of who I can only assume is the owner posing with loads of Metallers at gigs and in the bar, the other room was, well, arty pictures and normal photos of people like Bogart. It didn’t make sense. It’s like if the bar was owned by two people, one who loved Manowar and wanted a full on metal pub, but his co-owner was saying fuck no, so they split it down the middle.

Looks like a rock bar, sounds like a shit pub.

Looks like a rock bar, sounds like a shit pub.

There is a beer menu and it’s a big un’ Lots of Hungarian and Belgian beers on offer, but oh my, they are pricey. Easily the dearest beer I’ve seen in Budapest, but hey ho we’re just off one of the main tourist squares so I guess it’s tourist prices. Here’s just how dear it was, for dinner we had half litre of draught beer, glass of red wine and lemonade and a huge (unfinishable) platter of Hungarian Sausages and pickles for about 6000 HUF in a really nice restaurant, in this pub, two beers 2180 HUF. Hashtag Holyfuckballs. Anyway I wont bitch too much about that, it’s still a bit of a barg compared to UK prices, worked out about £2.50 a bottle. And where else will you get Austrian Gosser? Apart from Austria. I will however gurn about the 10% service charge for opening two beers.

Seated with our beers Vicky hit up Tripadvisor to see what the world thought of this half Manowar themed pop music playing pub. The world doesn’t think much. Out of 1,912 places in Budapest it is ranked a lowly 1,609. It has (so far):

1 Excellent review

– I have no idea how easy pleased this person must be.

2 Very Good reviews

– One is in a foreign language and and the other reads like they gave the 4 stars by mistake.

8 Average and Poor reviews

– Sounds about right.

25 Terrible reviews

– These people have regrets.

Here’s some of favs:

Like this Londoner, I’m no stranger to microwave rice

looked suspiciously like one of those microwave rice packets you can buy which has the sweetcorn and carrot bits in it. I wouldn’t eat there again if it was the last Cafe on Earth.”

This from a local:

“Very over priced for frozen food. Frozen pizza, frozen wings and fries… But I’m pretty sure the two flies I found in the pizza were fresh. I would rather eat a tuna fish sandwich in a gas station washroom.”

Another local chips in:

“Frozen pizza, frozen French fries and frozen wings. We wanted to leave no tip which is FAR from the norm for us but they included a 10%. gratuity before bringing us the bill”

And this from Bristol:

“100% either microwave or oven cooked pizza. NEEEEEEEEEEEEEVER EVER GO HERE.”

Not sure where this lady was from:

“biggest mistake what we ever made on this vacation. Food was “cooked” in microwave! Its look like vomit!!! And the fork was dirty!!! Dont go there even it will be the last restorant (SIC) on the planet!”

I normally approve of a shambles:

“this place is a shambles. The food is awful, the staff are awful and the prices are a complete joke.”

This Romanian wasn’t best pleased:

“Frozen pizza, frozen pasta even frozen GULYÁS soup! I saw the kitchen inside, everything is dirty, mouse [–] on the floor, and rotting food in the fridge! There is no cook working in the restaurant(!), the staff, mostly unqualified waitresses, are warming and serving the ‘food’. A way more expensive than your expectations are for such a poor service. Never ever go there”

This from a Finnish reviewer:

“I wanted to see the kitchen. When looking for it, 3 owners iddly standing around came and tried to stop me. I asked to see the kitchen where my Pizza was “manufactured”.
We approached the door from behind you could hear busy kitchen sounds. The man opened the door, and space behind it was dark. When peeking in, space revealed several microwaves and sandwitch grill. Still, the cooking sounds were coming from some recording… UNBELIEVEBLE!!!”

http://www.tripadvisor.co.uk/Restaurant_Review-g274887-d1769749-Reviews-or10-Cafe_Montmartre-Budapest_Central_Hungary.html#photos

(click that link for a photo of frozen pizza)

At least they where honest to this Belgian punter:

“Staff wasn’t very friendly or helpful but at least when I asked the girl to call a cab she said she can only call their ‘official’ cab company which is cheap but not safe.”

This Utah reviewer didn’t hold back:

“This place is a vile, putrid establishment”

“One wall was covered with 8×10 photos of various celebrities and what we can only assume were many porn stars.” – That’ll be the Manowar wall then…

“Do NOT GO HERE. EVER! If I can influence anyone out there to avoid this restaurant–no, I’ll go a step further–if this review can help put this restaurant out of business I will have done a great service to humanity.”

This English reviewer hit the nail on the head as far I was concerned:

(The only reason to go here) “You really love hair metal band Manowar, or would like the surreal experience of dining in Central Europe’s only Manowar-themed cafe bar.”

More from the US:

“We were not disappointed in our quest to be disappointed.”

“The grim-faced owner sat at a table nearby, apparently engrossed in calculations to determine the proper ratios of heavy metal posters to overpriced beer”

and finally:

“Before entering I had never heard of Manowar, now I feel like they are a big part of my life.”

So we stayed for one beer, giggled at the bad reviews, admired the Manowar merchandise especially the big piece of frosted glass with the Manowar logo professionally etched into. Whoever owns this place should go all out. Get the prices down, forget the idea of food, get more metal posters up, put on the metal and count the Hungarian Flos as every holidaying power metal fan in Europe returns night after night.  Anyway, after that we went for our Ghost Tour, taken by this old witch:

She spins a good yarn

She spins a good yarn

The Ghost tours pretty good, go on it.

http://ghosttourbudapest.com/

And if you want a (much) better Belgian Beer pub go here: http://www.belgasorozo.com/fooldal

Atomic!

This was my set list from Atomic on 20/02/15

Atomic is an Alternative 80’s night which me and some fiends put on now and again in The Menagerie on Belfast’s University Avenue.

Screeching Weasel – Hey Suburbia

X – Los Angeles

Kiss – Crazy Nights

Van Halen – Jump (I played these two early cos I hate them and that way if anybody asks for them later I can say “Sorry mate, already played ’em”)

Toyah – I wanna be free

Angelic Upstarts – Lust for Glory

45 Grave – Dream Hits

Genesis – Land of Confusion

Dead Kennedys – Moon Over Marin

Gary Moore – Out in the Fields

Social Distortion – Mommies Little Monster

Stiff Little Fingers – Nobody’s Heros

Martha and the Muffins – Echo Beach

Judas Priest – Parental Guidance

Jane Wiedlin – Rush Hour

John Parr – St Elmos Fire

Motley Crue – Girls Girls Girls

Nirvana – Love Buzz

Hazel O’Conner – Eighth Day

The Clash – Rock the Casbah

Men Without Hats – Safety Dance

The Timelords – Doctorin’ the Tardis

Adam And The Ants – Stand and Deliver

Def Leppard – Animal

Iron Maiden – Can I play with Madness

Faith No More – Epic

Debbie Harry – I want that Man

Bomb The Bass – Megablast

Duran Duran – Rio

Poison – Nothing but a good time

Motley Crue – Kick Start My Heart (Yes I know, second Crue song, but so what?)

Rush – Spirit of Radio

The Pixies – Debaser

Ten Pole Tudor – Wunderbar

Bon Jovi – Raise Your Hands (the best Bon Jovi song EVER)

The Primitives – Crash

REM – Orange Crush

The Bangles – Walk Like an Egyptian

The Go Go’s – Our Lips are Sealed

The Waterboys – The Whole of the Moon

atomic

So buying this was a mistake, it’s taken about two thirds of the bottle to realise and accept this but I have finally admitted it. THIS IS THE WORST RED SAUCE I HAVE EVER BOUGHT. It came from my favourite shop, that’s Home Bargains punk rockers, so what’s wrong with this red tomato and sugar based condiment? Well, for one thing; it’s thin, really thin, really watery. You know that red sauce you get at cheap assed burger vans? It’s like that, only it’s been watered down. It’s so watery that as soon as you open the cap and turn the bottle upside down it runs out, no need to squeeze, it just dribbles out. I know what you thinking: “Shake the bottle doofus” – Shake all you want dipstick, this aint thickening up. Taste wise it’s weak, there’s no Tomato, no acidic zing, not even a nice wee sweetner. No good with chips, useless in burgers and pointless in hot dogs. But, I wont be beaten! On no, 990g bottle, I have about 300g left in there. By Lucifer’s beard I will finish this shit.

Just another few weeks and it'll be empty!

Just another few weeks and it’ll be empty!

Mullys idea for this.  Blame @ssmcmullan

Belfast has a Hungarian Supermarket! Who knew? The cities Hungarians obviously. Now, not only does it carry all kind of Hungarian gear it also has a lot of Slovakian and Czech stuff. This was my first visit and I decided to stick with Hungarian stuff.

First up, Hungarian Horse Sausage. Remember when everybody shit themselves because they may have accidentally eaten horse meat instead of proper bits of cows innards scraped of the slaughter floor and mashed into a burger shape? Well now you skip out the cows eyelids and go straight to the horse leftovers. Turns out horse meat is no big deal in Hungary and horse sausage takes pride of place in the chiller. I got two lengths (like your mother at the weekend) and it cost about £1.80 (opportunity for 2nd mum joke goes here). It’s cooked (smoked, cured or something) and ready to go. Taste wise it is a bit like venison, slightly sweeter and a bit stringy and rather chewy. There is also a good bit of paprika in here and that gives it a strange dark red colour inside. It’s good though and some healthy eating website says it’s high in protein and low in fat and ‘not bad for you’.

Horse sausage (includes lard).

Horse sausage (includes lard).

The Curd Cheesecake desert, word is this is wild popular round Budapest and the nice people in the shop asked me if I wanted to try one, I was a bit sceptical at first (and this from the guy who just selected two huge lengths of horse sausage), but holy shit! This is easily one of the tastiest things I have ever tasted! Why are we not eating these all of the time? Why is this not popular the world over? This chocolate covered sweet roll of whatever is so awesome I bought three packets. That’s 18 bars of tasty goodness. Now, research tells me that the Turo Rudi, as the Hungarians call it, is made slightly differently for us Capitalism loving westeners, our version is apparently sweeter and comes with milk chocolate instead of dark. Also it’s not chocolate, it’s cocoa powder, hydrogenated vegetable fat, sugar and butter, and several grams of trans fat” Thanks widipedia. There’s strawberry filled, apricot filled and plain. Each one is awesome. This will become a regular purchase.

AMAZING!

AMAZING!

I asked for some recommendation in the canned department, and was show to this:

At this point it looks alright.

At this point it looks alright.

“Put it on bread, grill some cheese on top and it’s lovely, Hungarians love it, its my favourite” – SOLD. I wasn’t sure what to expect here. The picture on the label showed some nice burger meat on crusty bread with cheese and a bit onion. I’ll have a crack at recreating that. But first how do I cook it? The directions are in Hungarian. I tried google translate but maybe I messed up or something got lost in translation but the translation came out “grill in oven bake” or words to that effect. I had a bit of a poke around the internet and the general (translated) suggestions seemed to be oven baking.

Cat food?  slope?  I was having second thoughts.  Trust me, it looks better when cooked.

Cat food? slope? I was having second thoughts. Trust me, it looks better when cooked.

Opening the can I had second thoughts, things did not look good. It was a red mush, I’m no stranger to odd stuff in cans but this was not pleasant looking at all. This was also a damn big can. I emptied it onto two bits of crusty bread and stuffed in the oven. I now had two rather ample piles of funny coloured red animal by product on top of bread. I wasn’t convinced by this. I probably should have did a bit more research because it turns out this can feeds about 8 and it should be spread thinly, between 2mm and 4mm. I had about 6cms. Baking in the oven turned the stuff a more pleasant browny cooked looked colour. Things where looking up. I melted the cheese on top, added a bit of ketchup and was ready to go! I bit in and two things happened, first I burnt my mouth, tongue, lips, throat and face. The stuff (that’s all I can call it) inside was still rather sloppy as well as incredibly hot, and since it’s sloppy and I have way more piled on the bread than the world advises it immediately fell off the back of the bread and spilt down my shirt and squirted all over my hands. I’m glad I was on my own because I now resembled a 8 month only child trying to eat a red/brown ice cream sandwich (but with more swearing). Disasters aside, this stuff is actually really good, remember those Heinz Toast Topper things? This is it, only in a bigger can! It’s also available in pizza variety and Mexican. I’ll be getting those.

Finally comes Hungary’s number one candy bar. This is it, this is their Twix, their Mars bar, their Snickers. Fifty Six million of these things are sold every year. Back in the socialist days the company struggled to keep up with demand, so much so that factory managers ended up working in the packing department. These things have been around for over 60 years. But Sport is a weird name for a chocolate bar. Turns out this bar was made to celebrate the opening of the Ferenc Puskás Stadium in Hungary, that’s where Hungary plays it’s home football games, and Queen and AC/DC have also played there, oh and it’s also where England suffered their worst (yet) defeat, being battered by 7-1 by Hungary. But back to the bar. It’s small and looks more like one of those health bars you see these days, you know those protein bars and the slimming world bars, that kinda muck. It’s soft and chewy and also, for some reason, has a rum flavoured fondant type filling which makes this a full on chocotastic rum infused Chomp.

The King of Hungarian confectionery.

The King of Hungarian confectionery.

Plenty more available in the shop and I’ll be back for more. Busting to try some of the Slovakian stuff too.

http://www.belfastabc.com – one hell of a great shop.

At last! Processed chocolate dairy slices, in the format of a processed cheese slice. Who hasn’t dreamt of this magical coupling? Most people probably. Thankfully the good people at Tesco share my dream and came up with this:

Boke, Foul, Hell - Facebook people.

Boke, Foul, Hell – Facebook people.

I posted a picture of this on facebook and the responses where not great, the public it seems, are not impressed; “Looks, and sounds rank”, “I think I just puked in my mouth” and so on. Not a great start.

The most important question, and one the people at Tesco Research and Development probably didn’t ask was “What are you supposed to do with this?” My pal Catface suggested “ruining a good burger”.  And aside from that I was struggling to think of a use.

So what is this shit?

According to the back of the packet, it’s a ‘Processed chocolate dairy slice made with a blend of chocolate, milk proteins and vegetable oil’ – So there’s no cheese, but there is vegetable oil, so it could potentially count towards your five, sorry 7, a day.

And it tastes like?

Chocolate milk shake. Fact. These things are brilliant, absolutely brilliant. To all the naysayers I say; “You’re missing out!” This is a fantastic product, and one the world has needed. More things need to come in processed cheese style format. Banoffee, Southern Fried Chicken, Eggs Benedict etc.

And what disguising ideas have I got for this?

Since biscuits have been banned by the other half I’m struggling, I’ve had to improvise with things like Rice Cakes, which taste like dry cardboard. Unwrap one of these fellas and slap it on a rice cake! Marginal improvement. Well I paid for them so I better use them. Apart from that I can’t think of any other use for this by product of the Tesco Chemical Engineering department. It would be rubbish on toast because jars of chocolate spread are so much more awesome.

It's hard to make a rice cake tasty or look good.  Best I could do.

It’s hard to make a rice cake tasty or look good. Best I could do.

 

Will this be bought again? – If I can think of any other uses for it then yes.  But in the meantime I’ll sit on the couch unwrapping the remaining 6 slices and shoveling them in.  It’s good, but processed chocolate can be done so much better.

 

And…

1.  Catface plays in No Matter.  They’re good: http://www.nomatterband.com/

2. I got a bottle of Algerian Sarsaparilla.

3. Level 49 in Skrim – Sniff that!