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Smoked Chorizo and White Bean Soup

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Spring is here! Let’s celebrate by eating . . . soup. Oh I ain’t dissin’ the soup. I’m dissin’ March for being such a stupid tease jerk face. Last Friday our high was 78. SEVENTY EIGHT. It was bliss. I was outdoors, pulling leaves and dead stuff out of the garden beds, installing a brand […]

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Colcannon and Slow Cooker Corned Beef

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Kiss me, I’m  . . . hyper? Wait, that’s not it. Actually, my maiden name is Blann. Might as well be O’Blann, right? O’Blann of the Thistle and Shamrock. O’Blann and the Four-Leaf Clovers (that would be my band). O’Blann’s dancin’ her fifth jig out there, lassie! Top of the morning to her face! So […]

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Gnocchi with Sausage and Kale

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It’s snow day #2 around herrr! Which doesn’t really change much for me and my normal routine, other than the addition of nauseated gripes from my husband’s “work station” at the kitchen table as he witnesses me Huluing missed episodes of The Carrie Diaries and The Mindy Project. It’s like, look chachi, no one asked […]

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Portobello Mushroom and Kale Stroganoff

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Stroganoff? It’s more like stroganON my face. That worked only in my head, didn’t it? Fiiiiirst of aaaaall, Parenthood. Who else calls complete wonk-a-lonk that next week is the LAST episode? I just read that this season was an “abbreviated” season with only 15 episodes. Well you know what, they can abbreviate my fist in […]

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Seared Chicken Cutlets with a Pomegranate Sauce

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Ow me lawd. Okay I need a cleanse. I’m done with the holidays. I’m rusting over. I’m corroding in my veins. I’m eroding in my lymph nodes. I’m oxidizing. I’m fossilizing. I’m homogenizing. And you’re grossed out right now. I forget just how much of an old lady I am, drinking my little tea and […]

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Spaghetti with Kale and Lemon

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Oh weird I wonder how this pasta post ended up on my website. Weird. I started the week with pasta and I’m ending it with pasta. BOOK ENDING. I like the way this feels. It’s like watching a man mow his front lawn and noticing that he keeps missing this one itty bitty tiny little […]

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