when kiss first recorded their (in)famous song, i think they had a pretty specific message in mind. they wanted to tell the world about what they considered the two greatest things ever: (1) ladies, and (2) rock and roll. and while their assertion may still have an element of truth to it (i do think ladies are pretty awesome, it’s just that rock and roll i’m not to sure about), it doesn’t actually have anything to do with this post.
this post is about bread. specifically, my love of dinner rolls.
i’ll admit it, i loved summer break as a kid. summer meant making nachos everyday in the microwave, playing video games, and frolicking outside until i got so sunburned my skin started to peel. ah, memories.
but looking back, i never truly appreciated summer for what it was when i was a kid. it was just a long period of time without school, which made it inherently good. i could have spent my summers in a junkyard or on the sub-zero front lawn of a gulag and i probably still would have had a blast.
in other words, summer isn’t for the kids. it is for the teachers.
here’s a quick list (in no particular order) of what i did this summer vacation.
- hopped on a plane and went to the good old usa
- saw my family for the first time in six months
- spent as much time as i could with my best friend/love of my life
- drank cheap beer
- enjoyed top-notch missouri humidity
- ate a truly appalling amount of meat and starch
- evened out my heinous farmer’s tan
- played with my cats
- fired up the smoker
and so, as summer draws to a close here in japan, i figured i would cook a tremendous (see: over-sized, far to big for one human to finish) meal to celebrate all the good times i had. and here’s what i came up with.