Heart Disease by the ripe old age of 10? It's in the bag, Shorty.

My nephew T-Bone is coming to visit this weekend and, as I am no doubt the coolest uncle around, I want to make sure that his stay is filled with laughter, excitement and, of course, excellent cuisine. In preparation for his arrival, I've scoured the recipe websites for days, trying to find fun yet tasty creations to serve.

After multiple disappointments, I think I've stumbled upon the breakfast of all breakfasts. I wouldn't have been suprised if the heavens had opened up with a chorus of angels when I uncovered the recipe for this gastronomic masterpiece. As you can tell by my nephew's nickname (which he has petitioned to have legally changed), he is quite a carnivore. That's why this recipe is so undeniably perfect. It's utilization of three different forms of pig is ingenious. Pure culinary gold, people- sausage hair/sun rays (depending on how you look at it), pepperoni eyes and a bacon mouth- both cleverly glued to a crispy taco shell with what is quite possibly the best condiment in the world. I'm talking about sour cream, or as I like to call it- "creme fat". And don't forget about the eggs, cheese and hashbrowns- it's a veritable Shoney's breakfast buffet in one. And how about a round of applause to the chef for inconspicuously working in a veggie with the grape tomato nose! Healthy and fun?! Sign me up!

The official name of this savory treasure is the "Sunrise Taco," but I plan to peddle it as "Mr. Meat Head"- sort of an edible meat version of the popular children's spud toy. This dish has the potential to emerge as the most scrumptious entree known to man- I am quite sure of it.

Ok, I've kept you waiting long enough- let's get to the good stuff- the RECIPE:

4	Old El Paso® Stand 'N Stuff™ taco shells (from 4.7-oz box)
1	bag (1 lb) refrigerated hash brown potatoes
20	cocktail-size smoked link sausages (from 1-lb package)
8	small slices pepperoni
4	slices turkey bacon
6	eggs
1/2	cup shredded Cheddar cheese (2 oz)
1/4	cup Old El Paso® Thick 'n Chunky salsa
1/2	can (4-oz size) Old El Paso® chopped green chiles
	Salt to taste
	Pepper to taste
1	tablespoon butter or margarine
2	grape tomatoes
	Sour cream

1.	Heat oven to 325°F. Heat taco shells as directed on box. Grease cookie sheet with shortening. Increase oven temperature to 400°F. Place hash brown potatoes on cookie sheet; bake 35 minutes, stirring twice, until brown.
2.	Meanwhile, in 12-inch skillet, cook sausages, pepperoni and bacon over medium-high heat until browned. Remove from skillet; set aside. Wipe skillet clean with paper towel.
3.	In medium bowl, beat eggs with wire whisk. Stir in cheese, salsa, green chiles, salt and pepper. In same skillet, melt butter over medium heat. Pour egg mixture into skillet; cook about 5 minutes, stirring frequently, until eggs are set but still moist.
4.	Divide cooked potatoes evenly onto 4 plates. Stand warm taco shells on top of potatoes. Divide egg mixture evenly into shells. Poke sausages into eggs to resemble sunrays.
5.	Cut each cooked bacon slice into lip shape; cut tomatoes in half. Using sour cream for glue and on outside of shells, arrange pepperoni for eyes, tomato half for nose and bacon for lips. If desired, garnish with additional cheese and sour cream.

There you have it, kids- enjoy!

Back in the Saddle: The Fade

Someone recently remarked to me that it would be cool if the fade were to come back in style. Ah, the fade, reminiscent of '80s icons like Kid 'n Play or the Fresh Prince. Since this haircut had a relatively short-lived in-style existence (so short it's even been called an urban legend), I thought the possibility of it's resurrection was pretty close to impossible.

But this morning I discovered that this assumption was by no means correct- the fade is in fact alive and well, it has just taken on a different host. Yes, today I witnessed this hairstyle in what I before thought to be it's rarest form- on the head of a female. Granted, this look has mutated slightly to adjust to it's new abode. The short, fading sidecut which gives the fade its name is still present, as is the length of the top portion, but it has been replaced with a primped, curled and product-ed style. I found this quite interesting and, as I had no camera handy, I decided to draw a little picture of this anamoly for reader enjoyment.


Incidentally, since it's been a while since I've seen this rare breed of cut, I checked my sources on the web to make sure that this sighting was of the real thing. What I found was a treasure trove of haircut descriptions. It's an interesting read if you have a few seconds to spare. I'm thinking about trying on the dipped mushroom cut for size the next time I grace Great Clips with my golden prescence. I don't know, something about it just sounds sexy.

Oprah Scandal in Chi-town

Oprah's Chicago viewers got quite an earful yesterday during the live morning edition of her show which featured a confrontational interview with author/liar James Frey.

Oprah (a la Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman): "Big mistake. Big. Huge!"
James Frey (a la Kanye West): "George Bush doesn't care about black people."
Reports state that the show was then immediately cut off to go to a "special" press conference with none other than Dubya himself.

Unfortunately, afternoon viewers like myself got the edited, watered down version, in which a fiery-eyed Op hurled heated accusations at the author and claimed he should be "burned at the stake for his misdeeds against humanity."

all we can say is- this sh*t is bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S.

Some People Wait a Lifetime for a Moment Like This

I always get the weekly email from Nightclub 9:30 about upcoming shows and lately they've been quite a disappointment. Not so this week. Who was the first magical face that I saw when I opened my musical tidbit of an email, you ask? None other than Scott Stapp, former lead singer of the greatest rock n' roll band of all time- yes that's right, Creed. It's always exciting to see someone perform who has single handedly changed your life with just one song (fyi, With Arms Wide Open). So when tickets go on sale tomorrow morning at 10am, I will be waiting at my computer, fingers poised for the Ticketmaster olympics that are sure to ensue just for the chance to breath the same air as the illustrious Mr. Stapp while he's on his solo tour. Will I see you there?

Now We Know Where He Gets His Spunk

We at "I Work In Production and It's Cool" are happy to be back online after a few weeks of much needed vacation. And we're even happier to ring in the New Year with
the Redskins headed to the playoffs accompanied by a nice Portis-ized news clip. Apparently, Wilma McNabb no longer reigns supreme on the NFL moms' circuit. There's been a new mama crouching in the shadows, waiting to pounce and pounce she did. During Washington's deciding game against the Donnie Mc-less Eagles on Sunday, Rhonnel Hearn, the now famous giver of life to everyone's favorite RB/jokester Clinton Portis decided to take matters into her own hands when an upset Philly fan chucked a beer at her which was apparently not up to standard. We suspect it was a Miller Lite, but that's only speculation. Mmmm... smell that? It's the scent of a new beerlicious ad campaign starring the one we now lovingly refer to as "Mama C-Po". Might we suggest a cameo apperance by sonny boy Clinton in her next commercial- something along the lines of "My mom can protect herself. She don't drink no watered-down beer."

Something new for the blizzy blog

We are going to start something new here at "I work in production and it's cool". It's called "your daily dose of adam" and it will feature this guy.

Isn't he a dish.


Please note that these posts will not actually come daily, just when I feel like it.

Happy Ho-Ho-Ho-ing!

Already obsessing over what to wear to the big New Year's Eve bash? We suspected as much. So we brought in our resident expert, Biker Fox.

Yes, folks- it's that time of year again. The Evites just keep rolling in and there are so many ladies conning you into a bout under the mistletoe that you can't keep your eyeglasses straight, much less pick out a different stunningly awesome outfit to wear each day. Well the answer has been right in front of you all this time. American Tuxedo, man! Run on out to your neighborhood franchise and rent yourself a sleek jacket before everyone wisens up to the idea. You can wear this jacket in a different way every day of the holiday season- as you can see, my favorite style is the "uber-sexy" (bare chest plus jacket). This look shows off that manly chest hair, plus tells a lady that you are wild and free- you're hers for the taking. You can rest easy knowing you are the fashion maven of the male species. So don't lose one more second of sleep on anything less than who you're sleeping with next. wink.