To everything there is a season, and some seasoning.

I created this blog and its basic outline several years ago, but then left it to simmer on a very distant back burner and haven't turned up the heat again until now. I think it's time, finally, to pull out my book of gay recipes and cook up a tasty dish using all the fabulous ingredients in my gay pantry. As Auntie Mame said, "life is a banquet, and most poor bastards are starving to death."

Can I work a metaphor or what?