POLENTY OF ROOM FOR TWO

January 17, 2011
There's polenty of room for two, but we'll make room for your cute friend.

There's polenty of room for two, but we'll make room for your cute friend.

What are you worrying about?  We have plenty of room.  So what if my place is small?  I ain’t rich…yet.  Besides, Cozy = Cosmic Connection.  Our auras will be touching.  Aura friction is just what you need to cheer up over the state of the economy.  Just think of me as the spark to jolt you back into positivity. Now come on into my cramp little slice of heaven and make yourself comfy.  Enjoy this little something I whipped up to show you, there is indeed Polenty of Room or Two.  My bedroom is just down the hall. Read the rest of this entry »


BANG LIKE THE DEVILED EGGS

December 29, 2010
You will become possessed by the deviled eggs!

You will become possessed by the deviled eggs!

The devil sometimes gets a bad rap.  Granted the guy is a total dick with his evil powers of manipulation and intentions to enslave mankind.  But all those insipid qualities aside, the guy is a smooth operator.  One thing I can tell you is the great evil one can cook like the devil.  I saw it first hand in a Devil Gone Down to Georgia showdown.  Apparently my cooking and banging has gotten his attention.  He challenged me after one of my successful evenings cooking up a feast for a delectable date and the inevitable banging that followed.  It was Iron Chef in hell.  The judges gave us one hour to create a 4-course meal out of this gelatinous food staple of the Underworld called Gorvax.  Gorvax is from the potato family, except it is 600 degrees F straight out of volcanic ash and contains barbs sharp enough to cut steel.  Naturally the competition was a massive stress ball thanks to the crazy undead camera crew sticking their lenses in my face and cooking station.  But I kept faith in myself and cooked my heart out not worrying about the horned one.  That devil was so shocked I beat him with my Gorvax 4 four ways, including the Gorvax a la mode with caramelized sugar.  I was surprised as you are that the devil did not welsh on our bet.  He handed over this recipe for Deviled Eggs that is all the rage among homemakers in hell. Read the rest of this entry »


SHAKE YOUR POM POMEGRANATE SALAD

December 28, 2010
Pom pom pomegranate, pom pom pomegranate, pomegranate, master of fruit!

Pom pom pomegranate, pom pom pomegranate, pomegranate, master of fruit!

The seedy, juicy, messy Biblical fruit has invaded my kitchen.  This so-called super fruit is fabled to combat cancer, heart disease and ugliness.  The juice stains deep red so it has to be the mark of something special, right?  Naturally, wanting to make sure my readers are not only sexually satisfied, but healthy enough to enjoy the vigorous exercise associated with banging, I am bringing the pomegranate into the COOK TO BANG fold.  The seeds are a challenge to set free, but the joy they bring with each bite make them well worth the trouble.  It’s not unlike removing a stubborn bra: you may jam your finger in an effort to set free a pair of glorious juggernauts.  A little extra effort will pay off dividends when your date is touched by your concern for their health.  Come dessert time it will be paid forward and hopefully again for breakfast.  Now go on and shake it until you make it! Read the rest of this entry »


PORN-FLAKE FRISKEES

December 17, 2010
Behold the tower of porn...flakes.

Behold the tower of porn...flakes.

Cue the 70’s porn funk as you stroll into the room.  You got that sexy someone in one arm, an armful of cornflake magic in the other.  The only thing holding you back is your fragile sense of morals.  Toss them aside onto the shag carpeting and become the porn star you always wanted to be.  Remember on career day in middle school when everyone announced plans to be doctors, firemen and an account like my dad?  Not you.  You announced to your aghast teacher and clueless classmates that you would be delivering money shots on cue from 5 different angles while stroking your mustache.  So what if that didn’t technically work out?  No harm in pretending so long as you have a willing partner.  But that’s why you have the Porn-Flake Friskees, to lure in your co-star.  Lights, camera, BANG! Read the rest of this entry »


QUICKIE FISHY SINWICH

December 1, 2010
That's the musty smell of a quickie, not the fishy scent of the sandwich.

That's the musty smell of a quickie, not the fishy scent of the sandwich.

Who says quickies can’t be romantic, satisfying and straight up sexy?  Clearly these pantywaists have never gone home on a lunch break to bang like a jackhammer fast, furious and effective.  Those who do know relish that all-too-familiar feeling of awesomeness when you get back to the office, grinning ear to ear.  Your coworkers will assume that you ate a great sandwich, which is technically true.  The fact that you made sandwiches between the sheets is beside the point.  Between driving home, banging like a thoroughbred and then driving back to work, time to eat is limited.  Lucky for you there are fast, simple, refreshing meals like this sandwich to recharge your battery for the long afternoon that lies ahead.  Plus you are putting leftovers from last night to work.  Pat yourself on the back for being so resourceful. You are an inspiration to us all! Read the rest of this entry »


SALADACIOUSLY SALIVATING SALAD

November 17, 2010
Salivate or Salvation?

Salivate or Salvation?

Just looking at pictures of this salad makes me salivate.  Good god was this an orgasmic freaking salad.  Everything in here screams healthy, happy and horny.  You could run a goddamn marathon or at least have some killer marathon sex after eating a plate of this bad boy.  My date didn’t know what to say when I served her this masterpiece.  I’m pretty sure she said YUM!  But it was hard to tell since her mouth was full of salad, shortly followed by my tongue.  It’s pretty safe to say that anyone who throws together something this awesome will surely get laid, if not inducted into the COOK TO BANG hall of fame.  Swing for the fences, my friends! Read the rest of this entry »


POMMELONTINI BIKINI

November 12, 2010
Sex & The City?  More like Sex In The City!

Sex & The City? More like Sex In The City!

This one goes out to all you ladies having Sex & The City parties or just having sex in the city.  We all know that you sophisticated women of the world like to relax and gab out their lives with a cocktail in hand.  Sure the Cosmo is the uniform drink, but me thinks there’s a room for a new contender.  The Sour Apple Martini is way to tart and a regular James Bond-style martini is way too boozy and requires you to have a watch that shoots lasers.  Surely there’s a happy medium that is classy, refined and the “just right” like the Little Red Riding Hood in Jimmy Choos seeks.  Ladies, I present to you a simple, fast and “just right” cocktail that has made every woman I served it to just a bit classier, not to mention friskier.  So whether it makes you Charlottes into Samanthas or the Mirandas into a Carries (feel free to correct me as I watched the show only once with my mother who insisted that the key to understanding women was watching Sex & The City), COOK TO BANG has you covered. Read the rest of this entry »


KIWI BE JAMMING

November 8, 2010
You jam straight I want to bang some more

You jam straight I want to bang some more

So I admit freely that my knowledge of New Zealand is limited to the Lord of the Rings, Flight of the Conchords, and a family friend who renounced his Kiwi citizenship.  None of this was going to help the fact that I brazenly invited a cute New Zealand girl I met randomly at a bowling alley bar over for dinner.  She believed me when drunkenly I claimed that New Zealand cuisine had inspired my culinary palette.  So the gauntlet was thrown down for me to WOW this hopefully kinky kiwi.  All my research has turned up was in detail reports about the oppression of the Mauri people, which didn’t strike me as light dinner conversation.  So I just bought a bag of kiwi fruit and winged it.  After great debate with myself, and with timing running out before she showed up, I decided to make a jam of sorts.  I served it with bread, Brie cheese and a New Zealand wine.  This winning combination led to a winning combination of positions in the bedroom, invented by the same people that brought us bungee jumping.  After that night I vowed never to never confuse Kiwi and Aussie girls again.  They hate that. Read the rest of this entry »


BIG PIMPIN’ BBQ SHRIMP SALAD

September 27, 2010

Go Big Pimpin' or go home alone.

Sometimes you gotta big time your salads.  Sure you could serve your date up a simple green salad. But unless you’re following it up with some bodacious entrée, that date of yours will lose interest long before dessert. And that’s if they don’t fall asleep face-first in your uninspired salad.  That is why I went all big pimpin’ with this salad. The hot Chiquita bonita I had over wanted something slamming that would not be expanding her sexy backside.  Aye yi, la Capitan!  The result: our expectations (her appetite; my libido) were surpassed.  I might as well have been drinking Chardonnay out of a pimp chalice with the Cook To Bang logo written in diamonds. Read the rest of this entry »


NOT-SO-TEENY WEENY BELLINI

September 24, 2010
This Bellini for me?  Ain't you a pureed peach!

This Bellini for me? Ain't you a pureed peach!

Most of us can’t claim to have a 100-foot yacht, 10 personal assistants, and our own private island. That privilege belongs to me.  These lavish riches are made possible by blogging about cooking and banging in my drafty garage. Sorry, suckers.  But fear not, for you can simulate this dilettante existence with a few simple adjustments: Cook with real potatoes rather than microwave tater tots you bought with food stamps; light your dining room table with candles instead of your Winnie the Pooh nightlight; make a classy drink from scratch rather than drink 3 bottles of Night Train in front of the Home Depot.  Easy enough even if you don’t light your Cuban cigars with $100 bills like me.  May I introduce this bubbly taste of class known to the civilized world as the Bellini?  It’s like a Mimosa remix that keeps them coming back for seconds, thirds and their tenth glass.  And what perfect timing with Valentines Day around the corner!  Serve this with dessert or the morning after following a night of carnal consummation.  You could also just pour it all over your naked body and invite your sweetie to lick you clean.  Regardless, know that you are in fact a peach. Read the rest of this entry »