Believe it. What your eyeballs are peeping right now is the absolute fist bumpin’ truth. Fish tacos wrapped. in. buttermilk. biscuits. Now, I can’t actually take credit for this 8th wonder of the world, as someone already doth created this masterful recipe for the annual Pillsbury Bake-Off. Well, the insanely popular event kicked off again […]
SPAAAAAAAAAARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING IS HEEAAAAHHHH. Well, sort of. Technically it’s next week. But if you could sit next to me and witness this deafening performance of A CHORUS LINE being put on by 37,000 robins on my back porch at 6am, you’d agree. Spring is up in this piece. I’ve never said “up in this piece” […]
Life is so weird. Yesterday it was 65 degrees and cloudy, so I went on a long run, fertilized the yards and admired our BLOOMING (??!) daffodils and crocuses. It poured poured poured rain over night, so I awoke to a slightly greener yard, a pale yellow glow from our forsythia and horrible bed head. […]
First of all, thank you guys sooooo so much for your texts, tweets, comments, emails, and calls yesterday. I just can’t tell you how cared for that made me feel. I wish I could just scoop you all up and put you in my purse. But I’d try and space you out because I wouldn’t […]
Well, I got one of those calls in the middle of the night that you never want to get. The kind that when you hear your phone ringing a room away at a haunted hour, you bolt straight up in bed, mind racing all over the place, fearing the absolute worst. That happened to me […]
I just don’t think life would be rightly fair if bistro week didn’t include ohhhh let’s see, ANOTHER pasta dish. Ya know, I’m going to really miss bistro week. I’m starting to get used to my mustache. Okay so bucatini. Have you ever had it? It’s like a thick spaghetti with a hole down the […]
So, as bistro week continues (the only real thing I learned about the meaning of “bistro” is that I need to grow a mustache for true authenticity. DONE. And gross.) we’re having steak and potatoes! By the way, bistro week did in fact start on Monday with Aaron’s pasta, and then on Tuesday with soup, […]
What does bistro mean? Because in a coffee-induced hyper episode on Saturday, I deemed this week as BLOG BISTRO WEEK. And then realized I have no idea what that means. And that I was talking to air. But I do know that it’s one of those words that when you say more than thrice, it […]
Husbands. Whatever. I love how I can spend 417 hours a day in the barrels of food obsession, wrestling multiple brain aneurysms trying to dream up the pimpest recipe combinations, researching every last cobwebby corner of the webs and magazine pages until I’m blue in the face for a single speck of inspiration for the […]
PASTAAAA. Has it been a hundred billion 81 years since I’ve eaten pasta? I think it has. No wonder I got sick. And this pasta has ACTUAL REAL LIFE ARROWS on each plate. Like, totes cupid-style. Heeey-oh! Just don’t stab your lover and blame me for the “accident.” I already have too much on my […]
