So, despite the previous poll i wasn’t able to get the blog name that won. yum is no longer available because they’ve increased the limit for a blog name to four alphabets. I swear it was available when I tried earlier!!!
Anywho, the blog is up now here and I hope to see you guys there! Some of my friends along with our very own TFL are a part of this venture so there will be a variety of dishes in the future 🙂
There’s still a lot of work that needs to go into the layout but the blog is officially active!
I’ve been meaning to get a food blog started since a while.
Considering how I’m always running after my mum, actually I run after anyone’s mum, it would be a great thing for my kids – if I ever have any of course. They wouldn’t ever have to run after anyone and distressingly beg for detailed recipes to replicate those delicious noms they love so much in their own kitchens like I have to!! What a superb gift right? AND it’s free! AND delicious!
So I had decided on a name I absolutely loved, made the blog and everything, and then I don’t know HOW I DELETED IT!!!!
I am S O sad.
I really want to use just that very name for the blog but now I can’t because apparently once deleted, the name is lost forever!!!!!
The name of the blog was supposed to be “allthingsyum”, which I am very much in love with. “allthingsyummy” just doesn’t cut it. H A L P!
‘Twas the month after Christmas and all through the house
Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The stuffing I’d nibbled, the turkey I’d taste
The yummies I’d eaten gone straight to my waist.
The wine and the mince pies, The bread and the cheese
I should have just said, “No thank you, please.
“So as I dressed myself in my boyfriend’s old shirt,
I couldn’t believe my bottom and belly – the girth!
I said to myself, as only I can,
“You can’t spend the year disguised as a man!”
So away with the last of the sour-cream dip,
Get rid of the fruitcake, every cracker and chip.
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
‘Til all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won’t have a cookie, not even a lick.
Instead I’ll chew on a long celery stick.
I won’t have Irish coffees, or chocolates, or pie,
I’ll munch on a carrot and quietly I’ll cry:
“I’m hungry, I’m lonesome, and life is a bore
But isn’t that what January’s for?”
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot,
Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!
But don’t forget the wise Garfield’s word “Diet is DIE with a T”
Bon Appetite I say!!!