What starts with a banana ends with a banana

Greetings fellow Eatfiends. It's your Commander-in-Beef checking in. It's been a while since my last post, so I've got a lot to share with the larb community!

Before that starts, I just want to note that this is Eatfiend's 100th post. Sgt. Baconator and I were going to do a post together, but I'm pulling rank and hijacking this momentous occasion. ME ME ME ME ME ME ME!

Sgt. Baconator serenading the bottle.

Why would a banana grab another banana? That's a question I don't want to have to answer.

Let's flash back to the last time I posted. Ah, spring! The brew-jay is the bellwether of the season. Here, the elusive little critter was photographed in the tree outside my window.

 

  

My lady Charlene is doing well. Look how beautiful she is.

She works like a dream.

When I put some meat in her, it makes us both happy.

Let's go Space Truckin'!

Typical Hangover breakfast: Eggs, Spinach, Beans. High-Protein is the way to quell the whiskey demons.

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na!

Inspiration can come from anywhere...

Comrades!

This is a food blog, right?

Sgt. Baconator and Baldy McWhiskeybreath visited me up north. Here I find Sarge lurking in my bedroom! Weird!

The last tomato of the spring! Dry farmed "Black Prince" tomatoes. I can't decide if the name is a reference to Prince Fielder or Purple Rain.

Karaoke! This Shania Twain was followed by me singing some Tenacious D. Gotta get that "Tribute" Duet down. Schlippidippidippidip!

Getting into Fall! Before Barack Hussein Kenyanconman Obama was elected, my roommates turned the first debate into a drinkin' game. Good on them!

Cal vs. UCLA! Awesome game, Cal won, but they don't serve beer in Memorial Stadium. One of the most illustrious and respected research institutes in the world and they can't figure out how to get me drunk.

Great Seats!

Marching band!

Cat Names! This was a solid effort.

Berkeley Ballot. IF HE'S ALREADY DA MAYOR WHY WOULD WE NEED TO ELECT HIM?!

Light up a life. Give a Llama this holiday season.

Larbsgiving left me in a lot of pain. That Hairy Meat-paw is the Sarge dutifully making sure that I get far too hammered.

As if I needed another reason to hate the shit out of this guy.

Travis is a good man. And thorough.

I could've said this about a lot of the pictures I posted, but I left it for this one: Fucking Berkeley.

O Larbenbaum, O Larbenbaum. The next post will be a Larbsmas and New Years Eat Eatstravaganza!

Play us out, Sarge!

It's been a fun 2012. We'll be back soon with our Christmas Special. 100 posts, motha fuck bitches! No better way to celebrate it than with musical bookends. Eatfiends Eat on!

Sahi Chronicles part 11

It's been a while since we have checked in with Capt.Sahi

Homeboy took the family and moved out to Ireland. I hear he's in the City right now. But what do I know, I lack social up-to-the minute reports i.e. twitter, Instagram, Facebook, blah blah blah.

Nonetheless that doesn't stop him from sending me tasty looking pics of the goods he's eating.

Here we have some stuffed pork chops with tomato chutney.

Some steaming chicken tikka masala from scratch!

 Hungry for pork chops?

With squash of course. I'm personally a fan of apple sauce with mine.

Think he's just out there kickin' it with Tenn? Drinking the sweet nectar of Ireland (Guinness)?

Hell no! He's shredding! Matching sox with the board!

 Who Dat? It's Drew Brees of course. Even though Saints aren't having a stellar year don't mean Capt.Sahi ain't gonna show his pride.

Classic breakfast. Eggs n beans.

To see what else Capt.Sahi is up to check out sahireland.com

Miss ya bub.

EatFiend!

Larbsgiving 2012

Larbsgiving 2012 was a doozy...

Grilling commenced and beers were slammed. It was a great time. Here are some pics over the course of 2 days. Extreme Larbism was practiced however, sadly no bridges were drank under.

Why not party our asses off the day before Larbsgiving? 'Nuff said.

CommanderNBeef graced us with his presence and explained to us that everything is all relative.

Capt.KangaRue doing his best Jaws impression on a chicken wing.

BBQ OR DIE!

LordBlah arrived and we squandered what was left of a bottle of Jose Cuervo. Man that stuff tastes like garbage water.

The next day the 'fridge was packed with the necessities to kick off Larbsgiving.

Slammed some beers while we waited for the party to arrive.

I also got started on making potato salad. If you have never made it its alot of work, but man the final product is worth it. About 3 pounds of potatoes.

Hard boiled 9 eggs for 10 minutes.

And of course 1 pound of bacon.

Cook dat shit up!

Neil showed up and hung out for a bit. Yea Neil!

Diced up some onions and got to work on the bacon.

After the eggs were hardboiled I mashed them up with a potato masher. Made it super easy. If you want to see some people mashing, click here.

LordBlah presenting a fine looking beef sirloin. 

Then the Jagermeister was handed out to get into cooking mode. This is where the fun began.

LordBlah also brought over a pork sirloin and got to cork searing it in a pan.

Brussel sprouts that never even got taken outta' the bag. When there meat present, veggies don't stand a chance.

Armed with plenty of Jameson to go around. It ain't no fun if the homies don't get none.

Sliced up bacon cooking in a shit load of bacon and garlic.

Enough to satisfy any mans meat-tooth I'd say.

Rounds of Jameson.

For you fetish freaks out there. Yes Morganism is stroking the shit outta that meat. If yer into the hand fetish thing.

Pork was coming along. Cooking in its own fatty delicious tasting juices.

So the pork sirloin was cut open and spread spread out. Then went down some fancy cheese spread.

Along with marinated mushrooms and a garlic paste of some sort. I just went along with what LordBlah wanted to do. He has excellent taste when it comes to the meaty-greedy goods.

Meanwhile, slices of raw bacon were being prepared.

As you can see after placing everything in the sirloin, it is being rolled back up...

...like so.

Then wrapped in bacon.

Oh yea...

How's that food-rection coming along?

So I gave up on documenting the potato salad. It went over well, that 'cuz of the bacon.

So after the sirloin gets wrapped in bacon you gotta string it up so it doesn't fall apart.

Pan sear it.

Go grab yerself another beer, you've earned it.

More where that came from.

LordBlah's gal showed up with 60 jello shooters. A whole gallon of vodka went into making these bitches!

Larbsgiving colors!

LordBlahs mom came along and a delicious macaroni n cheese dish.

BornRetard arrived and the retardation was commenced.

Cheers everybody! I like how you can't see anybody's face in this pic.

Pork sirloin was pan seared and then tossed into the oven for a bit.

And then the beef sirloin came out and was so damn tender and juicy!

Green bean casserole with those fried onion crunchy things on top.

Yea Mathew! He enjoyed the shit outta' some pumpkin pie.

South Park was on t.v. My favorite episode, the Bat-dad episode. 

Later, Larbism ensued and certain party's were blacked out.

People loved the jello shots.

Neil's father in-law came and tried to ignore BornRetard. It was awkward.

The next morning I guess PeeWee enjoyed himself a biscuit.

The next day was Thanksgiving and the Patriots won. Overall it was an excellent Larbsgiving.

New Years Eat post coming soon.

EatFiend!

-Sgt.Baconator