I bring you good news people of the land. As I gaze into the forecastatable future (weather), I see not a single flake of snow. I also see a slight rise in temperatureable air (temperature). What does this mean you ask? For the time being there will be no more white-knuckling drives to and from […]
A week ago yesterday Aaron and I attended a wonderful dinner party with a group of dang good people. We each contributed our part of the dinner, but the main course was supplied by the fabulous hosts. They prepared a most succulent chicken spiedini with 2 pasta sides. You guys, I have not been able […]
Do you hear that? It’s the sweet, sweet sound of weekend bouncing around in your head. After a blizzard-filled week and with more on the way, I hereby declare this a, “lock your doors for 72 straight hours and burn continuous fires and drink good red wine and eat good food and watch forensics shows […]
Hello Saturday. I’m kind of in love with you. Don’t ever leave me. Please.
Isn’t the old saying, “Every time a pizza is eaten, a snowman takes a beatin’?” Oh Wow, that’s pretty dark. As in Guy Noir dark. As in Kill Bill dark. As in cover your kids’ ears and hide them from me forever dark. …Who am I? I’ll tell you what I am – I am […]
I was totally going to cook and blog last night. I really was. But then this happened: Which in turn caused this: So Aaron and I were like, WHATEVER. On our way home we dropped into one of these: And we had one of these: Actually it was more like this: And some of these: […]
So yesterday Aaron was one of the lucky employees in the US to have Martin Luther King Day off. As I left the house, tears filled my eyes watching as he restfully crept out of bed with an entire empty day ahead of him. “Life isn’t fair,” I sobbed. He told me to get over […]
Can I see a show of hands of you who love eating pasta? Good, good. Now, can I see a show of hands of those watching their waistline? Yep, new year, makes sense. Lastly, can I see a show of hands of you who would like a healthier take on pasta with a rich sauce […]
I have a small confession to make. Yesterday I had my first stab at making meatloaf. I’m not sure what took me so long. If it’s the fact that I grudgingly ate it as a child, our year-long hiatus from beef and pork, or the words “meat” and “loaf” back to back. Let’s safely […]
Mission Chicken Dorito: Accomplished.
