Hey, hey, hey! Welcome to BOMBIN’ IN, a new monthly newsletter where I, John/Johnny/Johnny Bomb/Bomb Bomb/etc, relay some recipes to you, the reader. You will be receiving Issue One here in the next couple of days.
Quick introductions to lay out what to expect from this little hobby of mine.
On the Newsletter
BOMBIN’ IN will be released monthly until I can get the hang of things and used to the publishing schedule I have set for myself. I’m going to keep the recipes to one or two per newsletter, as well, just to make it easier for me to manage for the time being. I may send out bonus recipes every now and then, though!
The material released will focus primarily on solo servings or small batch recipes the majority of the time. That may change every now and then when the situation calls for it, but typically, I’m cooking for just myself and felt like it was the most authentic way of developing recipes from my perspective.
I will try and keep any appliances or very out of left field ingredients to a minimum. If I can make something without an appliance, I’m going to give it that way. If I can’t find an ingredient in my small Midwestern town, I will try finding something else. If I can’t find something else, I will give substitutes when possible.
On me, the writer
My name is not Johnny Bomb, obviously. It’s just John. However, Johnny Bomb was a nickname of sorts that I just made up (kind of long story how it came about) one day and it just stuck. In trying to figure out names for this newsletter, or even my own personal social media accounts, I couldn’t find one that wasn’t taken. Johnny Bomb was a last-ditch effort I made that just happened to work. Since then, it’s just become the persona of my stuff. A pen-name of sorts for myself, but also an identity for other things I do, for example; I based a holiday treat box around the name. It’s meant to invoke fun, energy, brightness, and be loud.
I grew up in the Midwest, and that’s all I’d like to say on this topic. Please respect my privacy at this time.
French fries are a gift to Earth.
I once mistakenly called Needles Kane from Twisted Metal Lollipop. And, since then, I firmly stood my ground on that being a fantastic serial killer name. “Breaking news! Lollipop is up to their old stick again!”