It’s swapping season … internet style. I signed up for this food blogger cookie swap back in mid-October …. and now nearly two months later…. I can finally write up the recipe I lovingly crafted for it. The premise of the swap is that you have to make something that is original to your blog…
Earlier in the year I made a sweet potato and sausage soup. I made it because I thought it would fulfill my love of meat and carbs in a liquid based dish. Spoiler alert. It didn’t. It was so mediocre that I couldn’t even be compelled to write about it. I’m still taking credit for…
Last night I went to bed with my Christmas lights on in my bedroom. But because I refuse to string a tree with less than 300 lights … it’s a little bit bright. So, I also slept with my eye mask on. You’d think that the mask would negate the lights being on … but…
Tonight I had planned to write about bacon jam or how I’m decorating for Christmas. But instead, I ate roasted brussel sprouts and left a long voicemail for my friend Ria. I leave terrible voicemails that are all sorts of rambly and not focused. (Kind of like this blog post?) I call with one thing…
The best part about Thanksgiving is that you almost already know what you are getting before the day even starts. The turkey is the family recipe, mashed potatoes are how the family likes them, and the same goes for the consistency of the squash and whether or not there is a green bean casserole. Maybe…
I hate bones in my food. They freak me out. When I’m out to dinner, I scan the menu for dishes that might include the bone almost before anything. I will never forget my first buffalo chicken wing either. It was my senior year of college and I left an embarrassing amount of meat on the bone.
I’ve got a few blog posts in the works. There has been a fair amount of cooking in the works that I’m trying to document … but I’m behind schedule. Pretend to be shocked. I’m in the process of writing up some crockpot chicken recipes … BACON JAM … and maybe some roasted brussel sprouts.…
I have a problem. It’s called nutella. Snack foods don’t stand a chance in my house. I try to not buy cheez-its because they have a shelf life of two days. I can normally get a bag of pretzels to last a week. But a bag of tostitos? three days… especially if they are the…
I have a problem. It’s called nutella. Snack foods don’t stand a chance in my house. I try to not buy cheez-its because they have a shelf life of two days. I can normally get a bag of pretzels to last a week. But a bag of tostitos? three days… especially if they are the…
If you’ve ever read this blog before, you know that sometimes it takes me a long time to write things down. I mean to do it but then I get distracted with wine, the ocean, and maybe avoiding doing dishes. But, this particular recipe has been listed as “coming soon” since July 4th …. 2011.…
