Mr. Meat and Potatoes asks at least once a week for a taco night. He prefers a straight-up ground beef, hard shell with the traditional fixins, which I have no problem with, but sometimes a girl just has to have something different. Last week, I had a hankering for enchiladas, ...
Don't you hate it when a plan doesn't come together? Recently, I had a hankering for a certain dish I used to make in my early days of cooking, one I hadn't made for several years and had all but been removed from my repertoire: chicken Kiev. There was a ...
I got a piece of fan mail once. I really did! This lovely woman, in her letter, said words that I have taken as my catchphrase: "I love to cook, and I cook to love." Indeed, that is what it all seems to be about, doesn't it? Even if it's ...
I woke up at 5:45 on Saturday morning. Not because I wanted to, mind you, but because I am officially old. I had kept my kids up late on Friday night in hopes of a nice sleep-in on Saturday morning, and dang if they didn't sleep in until the ripe ...
We are taking a break from our regular programming to share with you a very special message. It's almost like this is the emergency broadcast system. It's that important. People, they *changed the fries at The Free State Brewing Company.* If you don't know why this is a big deal, ...
Johnny loves pancakes. I try to make them for him once every weekend. I had fallen off the pancake wagon for the last month or so, and Johnny hadn't mentioned it, so I was skating on the whole thing because he seemed to be over it. Until Friday night, when ...
Don't make fun of me for loving chicken and rice. I know it's culinary blasphemy to open a can of cream of *anything* soup to make a meal, but once in awhile I just can't help myself. I like it! My kid will eat it as will everyone else in ...
Halloween. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love your costumes, your treats, your weird and creepiness, and I love your food. I love remembering eating warm bowls of stew at my mother's table before trick-or-treating our very Mayberry-ish childhood neighborhood. I love turning regular food ...
Mr. Meat and Potatoes, my husband, loves a pork chop. I'll admit, it's not my favorite cut of meat. I'm not against the pork chop, per se, but it doesn't really make my toes curl, if you know what I mean. Still, I can't resist a bargain and good ole ...
It is time. Break out your Crock Pots, friend. If you have not yet jumped on the slow cooker bandwagon, get with the program. This is the wave of the future, er, past. Whatever, so what if it's something your grandma did. I love my Crock Pot, though I do ...
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I woke up at 5:45 on Saturday morning. Not because I wanted to, mind you, but because I am officially old. I had kept my kids up late on Friday night in hopes of a nice sleep-in on Saturday morning, and dang if they didn't sleep in until the ripe ...
