THE TIME HAD COME. To carefully craft our Christmas wish lists in honest hearts and flawless penmanship for the jolly man up north. And by that I mean, “MOM HOW DO YOU SPELL ANNA AND ELSA?” Le sigh. But we did it! Successfully wrote out our (their) Christmas lists for Santa, made it all the […]
So like, we go to the park a lot. A LOT LOT. Remember that one time I drank a bunch of rosé and fell off my bike in the grass? Right. A lot. (stop laughing.) And embarrassingly, I never even THINK about the grass and what’s on it. (besides bugs. I definitely think slash panic […]
Vegetarian dish comin’ at ya loud and cheesy! (that was way less dorky in my head.) I’ve been dyyying to play around with corn and quinoa and cheese and my face for some time now. We actually have this little neighborhood restaurant that has a corn and quinoa casserole on the menu, and it’s PHENOMENAL. […]
I’m sorry but that is a rosé tree MADE FOR ME. By the way, I went to Vermont. I went to Vermont! And I’m still dreaming about it. About a month ago, I had the marvelous pleasure of meeting (almost) everyone in and on the Stonyfield Organic crew and family. And I even mean Gary! […]
It’s Health Food Thursday! Because that’s a totally real thing that I just made up right now three seconds ago. This is a Greek Lentil and Tuna salad, yewguyz. And I’m kind of flipping out over it. A little while back I was chitty chat chattin’ with you about what you’d like to see more […]
Bev’rly had a little lamb meatball gyro, little lamb meatball gyro, little lamb meatball gyro. Bev’rly had a little lamb meatball gyro, its meats delight, hey-ohhhh. Shall I continue the rhyme? Because I know you like it so. Eh, I guess I won’t today. I’ll just get straight to the-EEEVERYWHERE that Bev’rly went, Bev’rly went, […]
(I need to take this moment to tell you that WordPress will not allow me to put tabs and spaces where I so desire, like in a research paper, so this entire post might look jank to the naked eye. A bottle of aspirin is advised. Thank you.) It’s AUGUST! Which normally I wouldn’t be […]
What up, Strogs? Strogy. The STROGSTER. Oh, hi! I’m just pretending it’s 1995 and totally legit to use these God-forsaken nicknames on my new most favoritest dish ever in my life. Did you know that “stroganoff” actually means “to eat your face off?” It does! And then in 1965 they shortened it to just “stroganoff […]
I’m not exactly sure what happened here. It’s not Mexican food. It’s not Greek food. It’s…well….. It all started like this: Me to Aaron, “Hey, do you want some chicken sausage tacos for dinner tomorrow night? We’ve never done that before.” Aaron, “Yeah, but instead of a tortilla, maybe use pita bread?” Me, “I guess…but […]
