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Analog Recipes for the Digital World: CFL Mashup

CFL is just my way of not having to type out the whole word "cauliflower" because it's an onerous word. I do not mean Compact Fluorescent Light.



I've Omitted any number of things you could add to this, like butter, or...bacon...mmmm bacon.



So seriously, next time you're grilling just drop some CFL in some tin foil (maybe with a little bacon?) and put it on the grill for just ridiculous amounts of time. When it's soft it's done.

This is my absolute favorite food mindfreak. While you know you're not eating mashed potato it is a really really good place holder.

mangia!

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