This week there is no new recipe for you. Womp, womp. Sorry! Most people are preparing for the Super Bowl of cooking and feasting this week, so why should I post a new pasta recipe when all you guys want to see are some cool new side dish ideas to add to your holiday spread? [Read more…]
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. It’s not Monday anymore. Saaahhhhhhrry! Between the little babymoon Mike and I took this weekend and the severe head cold that has it’s grips on me right now, this post got pushed into the “worry about it later” category. My little brother keeps telling me, “I feel like you guys are always sick.” I would normally beg to differ, but these past three weeks have been brutal on my little clan. And not to play the martyr, but particularly tough on ol’ 8 months pregnant me. [Read more…]
Well. It is confession time people. I know most of you have just moved on from Halloween and have maybe started planning your Thanksgiving dinner menu. I have given a teeny thought to Thanksgiving. I mean enough thought to make this warm salad and plan a giveaway for you guys. I also might bring a dessert to my in-laws dinner. My normal go-to is this cheesecake pie. But, seriously, that is all the thought about Thanksgiving I have done. [Read more…]
Are you a fan of take-out? Are you such a big fan of take-out that you think you might be the only person on your block that has take-out deliveries at least two days a week? Speak up people! I am beginning to feel like my neighbors are judging me for the convoy of food delivery cars that come to our door each week.
Why do they have to have that big, light up sign on the roof of their car? Don’t they know I am sitting in the front window peeking through the blinds ready to meet them at the door before they ring the doorbell and alert the kid and dog that food is here? [Read more…]
If you wanted a real life glimpse into my weekly dinner repertoire, this dish is it! I seriously set this picture up, took the photo on this box, then moved the plates from the box to the table, and then moved the tacos from the plate to my face. That is real life, folks.
So many times growing up, we lived off fish sticks on those Lenten Fridays. When I tell Mike that we are having fish sticks for dinner, he groans. I even tried to give Andy a fish stick all slathered up in beautiful tartar sauce. I thought I was smarter than him because he loves any kind of sauce or sour cream or yogurt on anything. Alas, the kid took a bite of the fish stick, ate the breading off, and then spit out the fish. [Read more…]