BONJOUUUUR guess what – it’s très simple! FACILE. FRA-GIL-EH. Just kidding, that’s something else. So this, oh my word. Looks fancy, right? Well, it is. But let me tell you, it’s seriously not to completely wreck your psyche or send you to self-esteem camp. Opposite, actually. It’s a chicken pot pie – but FRANCE-Y fancy. […]
I don’t even care if it’s June and I’m showing you comfort food. Don’t even care. Because I’m a firm believer in comfort food being less about seasons, and more about the hankerings of the fairies that burrow deep within your soul lining. Because when those fairies get a craving for something, and they come […]
How do you call your lover boy? You stuff a chicken pot pie in his calzone. That’s freaking how. I’m having a mild aneurism over this whole thing actually. And actually, I do realize that I overuse the word actually. I overuse a lot of words on this blawg that probably make you want to […]
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. […]
