Comments on: Cooking with Hench. BAM! http://hench.blog.friendster.com/2005/12/cooking-with-hench-bam/ Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Hench! Sun, 27 Dec 2009 12:03:21 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 By: Rick http://hench.blog.friendster.com/2005/12/cooking-with-hench-bam/#comment-38 Rick Thu, 15 Dec 2005 21:26:47 +0000 http://hench.blog.friendster.com/2005/12/cooking-with-hench-bam/#comment-38 I'd like to jump in here and say that, although there is no excuse for me stealing Garths Tumeric lo those many years ago, the rice I stole was from a 20 pound bag. 20 pounds! I might have eaten four pounds. That left 16 pounds of fucking rice. They guy who owned it ate maybe half a pound. I was just doing my part to prevent wastage. I’d like to jump in here and say that, although there is no excuse for me stealing Garths Tumeric lo those many years ago, the rice I stole was from a 20 pound bag. 20 pounds! I might have eaten four pounds. That left 16 pounds of fucking rice. They guy who owned it ate maybe half a pound. I was just doing my part to prevent wastage.

]]> By: Garth http://hench.blog.friendster.com/2005/12/cooking-with-hench-bam/#comment-37 Garth Thu, 15 Dec 2005 14:35:47 +0000 http://hench.blog.friendster.com/2005/12/cooking-with-hench-bam/#comment-37 When Rick and I lived together in North B, he derived most of his calories from rice that he stole from our roommate, seasoned with spices that he stole from me. He ate one half of a can of beans with his rice each day. Given that these cans of beans were 3 for a dollar at the local Hannaford's, Rick was spending all of seventeen cents a day on food. If you include the occasional package of tempe that he allowed himself, Rick was still spending less th four dollars a week on food (not counting beer or coffee). This guy is freaking disciplined. When Rick and I lived together in North B, he derived most of his calories from rice that he stole from our roommate, seasoned with spices that he stole from me. He ate one half of a can of beans with his rice each day. Given that these cans of beans were 3 for a dollar at the local Hannaford’s, Rick was spending all of seventeen cents a day on food. If you include the occasional package of tempe that he allowed himself, Rick was still spending less th four dollars a week on food (not counting beer or coffee).

This guy is freaking disciplined.

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