Earlier this spring I became quickly obsessed with an old TLC show, “Take Home Chef.” We don’t have cable, so once I discovered the show in my Netflix streaming, I clicked play, and we fell in love. It had NOTHING to do with the cute host from Australia, Curtis Stone. Absolutely nothing. His tagline at […]
Well, it’s been approximately 17 minutes since I last ate Mexican food and I’m beginning to twitch. (It wasn’t really 17 minutes you guys. It was last week. YOUUUU.) But honestly, when I’m meal planning my mind usually drifts over to a land of crunchy chips and fresh salsa, a hot mariachi band and rivers […]
Any ideas what’s on the plate tonight?
Butter is such a summer food. Oh, it’s not? Hmmm. Well, I hereby declare BUTTER THE OFFICIAL SUMMER FOOD. Think about it, you can add almost anything to it, baste it over grilled meats or drizzle it over summer vegetables. I mean, I know it’s butter and all. But that’s just it. It’s BUTTER. I […]
I’m about to get my dance on with some compound butter.
I’m a little nervous. You see, when we planted our vegetable garden we used our own compost along with fertilizer and manure for the bed. A nano second later we noticed sprouts appearing all OVER the bed. These weren’t seeds we planted you guys. These were volunteers. Intruders. Burglars. So we compared the sprouts to […]
Today I went the extra mile to prove to my husband that I do in fact love him. We went, and I’m not kidding, to the Street League Skateboarding Championship at the Sprint Center. Skateboarding. Let me remind you, I’m FEMALE. AND 34. In the 15,000 people that attended, there was only 1 other female, […]
Summer = new grill burners. Summer = admiring your freshly mowed lawn. Summer = spotting the first group of fireflies in your back yard and remembering childhood. Summer = squealing over the first green tomatoes in the garden. (well, I squealed. Aaron not so much.) Summer = husband’s homemade pineapple and tequila cocktails. Summer = […]
Oh, you guys. It’s so good. Any ideas?
When a day like today rolls around in the midwest, you stop, breath and take it in. The high is 80 degrees and the humidity has kindly done a disappearing act. I cry. To celebrate, I got out the blanket, my newest food magazines and made a most delightful lunch inspired by a recipe I […]
