Here we have Jesse preparing a joyeux de moi birthday de trentième.

In the future, when you're bad, the Great Father will cut you open so we can find the good parts.

This is where the Great Father will put you when you are bad.

The Great Father will spare only the obedient.

After we flay you open, we pan sear you to keep the juices inside.

Here we have a lunch break, a lunch break from cooking dinner!

We gave these onions a shock, but not the shocker.

I made the fresh sheets of pasta so we could make little angolotti stuffed with cannellini bean filling.

Every once in awhile, just now and then, on occasion, great cheves need to take a good stiff drink to keep their focus.

My artichoke heart (on the right) didn't turn out as good as Jesse's (on the left).  I blame it on not having had enough to drink yet.

My mom performs the classic WWE move of the scissor hold on Zoe.

In the future, the Great Father will use marrow spoons to get every last bit of your essence.

Dandan does his imitation of Blofeld.

Ruth lapsed quickly into a food coma.

After my birthday, it was Spring Break in Chicago!  Eric celebrated by getting a credit card offer.

Eric and Pricilla have a new kitchen!  Now for a good spanking!

I installed the paper towel holder.  See how easy it is to grab a paper towel now?

Jesse's refrigerator has a theme of destruction.

Jesse made quite a spread of canapes.  "Canapes" comes to us from the Ancient Greek word "κωνωψ" or "konops" which means "mosquito."  Then, it comes into the Latin "conopeum" meaning "mosquito net" and then the Medieval Latin "canopeum" meaning the same.  We get the word canopy from the word, as well as canapes.  Boy, I bet the dude who invented the first mosquito never thought we'd be eating so many of them today!

Here is what the entire spread of mosquito nets looked like.

Is that a mosquito net in your pocket, or are you just eating some canapes?

Oli gives Eric the evil eye for not giving him a "Grow-A-Date."

Let's see here.  It says it takes at least one good overnight soaking to get to full size.  I don't think I've got that kind of time.

In the future, here is where the HQ of the Great Father will stand.

Progress.  Science.  Industry.  I think they've got one of everything down there working.

In the future, when you are bad, you will be put into this machine.

This is what happens when you let a bunch of leprechauns swim in the Chicago River after drinking 40 casks of Irish whiskey.

Jesse does an interpretive dance about how the Great Father comes to power.

After a grand night of mosquito nets, it was back to the more pedestrian white-man food: "Macaroni with Ham and Asparagus."

The Green Mill is a good place to listen to jazz, even if you're not supposed to talk or smoke.