Sadly our little Spam (mentioned on some of these pages) has left us for her comforter blanket in the sky on Saturday 2/9/02.
Currently under construction is this memorium link.
-Sven 2/26/02

You'll note a few links no longer exist. That's only because I trashed 'em and have been too lazy to mess with it. There will be some new pages, links, and designs upcoming.
Before you go scrolling all over the place like some do, why not check out what I have in mind for a filling breakfast. It's good simple food that you can make for you and yours.

Breakfast Not At Tiffany's

If you would like me to post any of your recipes or cooking anecdotes, I'd be more than happy to. Just e-mail me. I'm sure I can figure it all out and post what I assume is the recipe you sent.

I promise I won't ignore any e-mail.

Now grab the beer and make some wings. I'm hungry.

Sven's Burn Ya Face Chicken Wings

Be sure that you marinate the wings for at least two hours before cooking.
Start by combining these items for your marinade:

• 2 cups extra virgin olive oil
  
• 1 tbsp. cayenne pepper
  
• 1 tbsp. crushed red pepper 1 tbsp. jerk seasoning
  
• 1 tbsp. coarse ground black pepper
  
• 1 tbsp. salt
  
• 1 Scotch Bonnet pepper, diced
  
• 6 cloves garlic, minced
  
• Appx. 2 lbs. fresh chicken wings, tips removed

Get your charcoal grill good and hot, and toss the wings on to it. Cook till the wings stop bleeding, turning them occasionally so they dont burn. Once seared, you want to move them to the outer perimeter of the grill and cover. This will give a good smoky flavor to them and keep them tender. Keep turning and drinking your beer. Call yer mom.

But here's a variation to make them crispy too!
Dredge your marinated wings in flour and set aside. Take out your cast iron pot and fill it with your favorite oil or use a deep fat fryer if you got one. Get the temperature up to 375�F and drop those little puppies in there for about eight to ten minutes, or until golden brown and they float.

It's important to thank those who were able to deal with me and my persistentce as a pain in the ass, as I first started these pages so very long ago. Without the help, indifference, critique, and a lot of Budweiser this would have never happened...

God help them all.

First my mother Joyce who was always there waiting by the phone in case I happened to screw something up and needed her advice on things like, "Hey Mom! How do you turn this damn thing on!?".
My brother Eric who has helped immensly on letting me know how I screwed things up with the Mac. And then come over to straighten out what problems I created.
My other brother Les, just because he is my brother, and also I'm sure he helped in some way to develope my strange mind.
My cousin Glenda who was nice enough to come visit at some point in my life, but refuses to believe that you can't make a decent grilled cheese sandwich without using margarine.