For those that think I hammer only Black Pro Athletes assholes, us white folks proudly present to you Mr Ryan Leaf:The current King of all Athletes(present & former) Assholes. "Nuff said, this guys rap sheet is proof enough that "Assholis Gigantis" disease does not discriminate. If your a doucebag, you've earned that title for a reason. I don't give a sheeaat the color or religion, you are an asshole!!!! AND ANYONE WHO KNOWS ME, KNOWS THAT IS THE TRUTH!! If you don't know me, then blow me!!

New Cheescake, Theee very best Pot Roast, and "why the "EFF" are we anticipating the return of Manny"!!!

As I type, I think about the reactions to the new cheesecake flavor that Chef Robert has created: Dulce Leches Caramel Cheesecake: Ya, I said it....... Dulce Leches Caramel Cheesecake. Loosely translated: Double milk caramel!!! Yeah, your feelin' me now yes?? We had a couple come in today and order the Pot Roast(basically, a beef flavored marshmallow), and the new cheesecake offering, and walked dizzy & bowlegged out of our little hamlet in Sandy Springs, GA. They were crushed, and we loved it. C'mon people, come see what we are about, Come get Sum!!
Now let me get this straight, Tranny Ramirez was clearly caught cheating, BUSTED FOR DOPING!!: You know, like Roger Clemens, Jose Canseco, Rafael Palmeiro, and all the other doucebags that got sold out, yet we are on a "Manny Countdown" until he returns to "The Show"????? Why are we showing his minor league highlights?? Why not just show highlights of all the white women Kobe Bryant made a run at while we are at it??? Why not show all the women Jason Caffey impregnated and hasn't paid a single dime in child support for??(the count still stands at 11, way to go champ, or chump, in this case). Why not show the police reports of Ron Artest??In other words, why the "FUCK" are we celebrating the illiterate scumbags of pro sports?? I said it!! If Kobe Bryant can actually pronounce the word "both" without it sounding like "BOWFF", i'll fold myself in half and blow myself in front of a packed house @ the Staples Center!!! Don't worry, I'm safe. All the money in the world can't buy him literacy. Nice job Spike Lee, "Kobe doin' Work"(waste of film) exposed a real life illiterate pro athlete.
Until next time, Peace & Blessings to my Homeboy DD in Italy, soon to be shipping out to Afgahnistan. Those M'EFFERS have no idea who's comin"!! He shall not be walking softly into that good night!!!
Eat well, drink in moderation, and love yourself!!
Chef Bighead

Celebrities Die in 3's

As I sit up, and battle with my insomnia, leg muscle disorder, deviated septum, and overall sleep apnea(all at the same time) all I see on TV is "The Death of Michael Jackson" on every flippin channel. I feel worse about Farrah Fawcett dying. She battled cancer/leukemia for over three years, tough as nails(like my big sis Maria), so let's say a prayer for her too. MJ's music legacy aside, he went way too bat shit crazy for my stomach.
John Smoltz started his first game for the Sox tonite, and got roughed up in the 1st inning, but then settled down nicely and came out looking like what he is: A Professional pitcher who will eat up some inings for my beloved boys of summer. We will be there come October folks, I'm sayin' it now!!
Tomorrow(or today to be specific) I get to make 125 pesto chicken & arugula on sun dried tomato wraps, as well as pan roasted turkey with micro-greens on spinach basil wraps, and enough Peppercorn Parmesan Pasta with melted tomatos for 125 people, for our favorite new client: Mercedes Benz!! Backbreaking work, but we will take the $4000 grand each month to the bottom line for RJ Casuals. Things are "feeeling"like they are turning towards volume, but we can't get anything close to excited just yet. But, as I keep saying: everyone that walks in our doors are "Floored" by how good our stuff is, and more & more new guests come in every day, so say some prayers folks, 'cuz like the late, great John Holmes said shortly before his death "It won't be long now", at this rate.
Until next time:
Eat well, drink in moderation, and love yourself.
Chef Bighead

I am very torn between pulling for Phil Mickelson, who's wife has breast cancer(my big sis maria, the toughest person I know, is a breast cancer survivor, so it's close to home), or really cheering for David Duval - Are you kidding me, from the penthouse, as the former No. 1 ranked player in the world, all the way down to golf purgatory as the 882nd ranked player in the world, and now, in 3rd place heading into the final 18 "@ The Black". For the record, I don't think Ricky Barnes will pull it off. Majors have a nasty habit of breaking down guys like this, but nevertheless, good luck to him.
My daughter and I are commencing the destruction of shaved soppressatta, thin sliced fontina cheese, and a good ol' fashioned Triscuit cracker as our Fathers day meal(her choice, of course). Peace and Blessings to all good Dads out there today. Until next time,
Eat well, drink in moderation, and love yourself.
Chef Bighead

Happy Fathers Day to my brother, my cousins, and my other brothers, from other mothers, who are Dads. This Sunday, with the US Open @ Bethpage Black, always reminds me of the Sundays my old man & I would spend, later in his life, watching and or talking Golf. And on rare occasions, we got to play. The Links Course at Key Biscayne, FLA was one great day. At 75 years old, he loaded up his his 200 year old golf clubs and drove to South Florida from The Commonwealth of Massachusetts. My golfing buddies that day were amazed to see this old man, with hickory shafted clubs, step up to the ball with no waggle, no checking of the wind, no bullshit theatrics, chuck his horn-rimmed glasses to the grass, and THWACK!!!- straight down the heart, 175 yards, every friggin time. Poor guy never really learned how to putt, or just didn't give a shit, so he didn't score well, and @ 75 years old, the sun and heat beat him down by the 9th or 10th hole, so, we did what he and I often did in that scenario: he relaxed with a cold beer. Dead almost 12 years now, but the day is embedded in my memory banks as one of my favorite.
On to the food portion of the blog:
There is none!! We are closed on Sundays, but last night I did enjoy a bag of the new Cape Cod Chips Parmesan Garlic flavor, and I'll tell ya' this: Spectacular bag of chips. I find if you pair it with a Sam Adams Summer Ale, perhaps a nice 2007, the matchup is perfect.
Until next time,
Eat well, drink in moderation, and Love yourself.
Chef Bighead

Holy Hanna, my feet hurt. Another day of last minute requests(which we will not ever decline) had my business partner in @ 3:30am, pumpin' out more sheeat before 11:00am, than guys 3/4 his age could do in two days, and me in @ 7:00am, following that up with the slicing, dressing, and stuffing of a couple hundred sandwiches for Mercedes Benz( I can't stress enough - Thank you!!). 60 lbs of Potato Salad & Pasta Salad later, and Tubby's feet are throbbin'!!(BTW, this is not your everyday, mass produced sheeat that you get from your local supermarket, and there is not a lick of a preservatives in any of our food. To quote Rafael Palmiero: PERIOD!! Imagine finger wagging here: In other words, "OUR FOOD ROCKS!!"
On to the world of professional sports athletes, or should I say, Assholes!!!. Lets start with, as of this second, the biggest ASSHOLE in Pro Football: Chad Johnson(that's right, I called him Johnson, as in "I used my Johnson way too many times, and now I have a bunch of little Johnson's that I don't pay child support for). He actually wants to fight ESPN's Mike Golic(A we bit of caution here, Charles, we Irish invented the "Curb Kick" for assholes "JUST LIKE YOU". Don't worry though, "You ain't no Jason Caffey", currently the "Godfather of Deadbeat Dad Ex-Pro Athletes", with an impressive record of 11(or eleven) DNA claims that "You is ma babay daddy", and not one nickel of support paid. You are truly a beacon to us all!!! Maury Povich has a show dedicated just to you.
Until next time,
Eat well, drink in moderation, and love yourself(except Chad Johnson, and Jason Caffey - Go F--k yourselves!!)

Chef Bighead

The Eff'n Up's & Downs

After six" Eff'n" months in business, in the most shit-ass economy in forty years, we trudge on. The neighborhood loves us, but we don't have enough "Asses in da' seats"!!!. And every time we think the worst is about to happen, we get run over with catering and wholesale at the last minute(Thank you Mercedes Benz, and our various Country Club accounts).
Since this a brand new blog, and I am a first time blogger, for the record, our restaurant's name is RJ Casuals Cafe Bakery, and we are located @ 8540 Roswell Road Ste. 200, in lovely Sandy Springs, GA 30350. And just ask "ANYONE" who has strolled through our doors, we make the freshest, scratch made cuisine in the area, and my partner(business-not life), is one of the most astonishing and skilled Bakery man in the game(see www.bakeman.com). So come on down and show support, get a great meal at a reasonable price, and walk away happy. But be forewarned: we own you after that!!!
On to the heartwarming sports story of the day:
Former Major League player Mel Hall gets 45 years for what amounts to raping a twelve year old girl, who he was "coaching" on a girls softball team. That's just for that charge, as he is also under indictment for another "similar" charge. So let's examine this: He played for 15 years or so in the bigs, probably amassed a pretty large fortune, and this is how he ends up. Thanks for perpetuating the stereotype Mel, and keep up the grteat work in prison, while you're getting bent over a toilet seat by one of your brothers. Of course, if he wears the jerri-curl like he did in the 80's & 90's, he'll "FIT" right in!!!
Until next time,
Eat well, drink in moderation, and love yourself.