Did you guess it? Do you not have any idea why I am asking you about a guessing game? Well, pause. Go back to here. Scroll down. Read my clue and then come back.
Did you get it? [Read more…]
I have this irrational fear. I blame my brothers. Brothers. They are the best, right? Growing up, every single time we ate fish/seafood during Lent, they would tell me not to drink water while eating. Why, you may ask? Well, they said that if you drank a lot of water while eating seafood, the fish babies could come to life and swim up your throat. Like I said, irrational.
I won’t lie to you and say that this thought doesn’t enter into my mind every time I eat seafood. Especially sushi. It definitely enters my mind. It takes my adult logic a second to kick in and remind my inner child that the food you are eating is dead. [Read more…]
My timing is awful. I could blame the kids, as I usually do when I run late on things. I could say I was struggling because of Super Bowl Sunday. I could say it was all of the above that led to me posting a Meatless Monday recipe on a Tuesday yet again. Not to mention, yesterday was 51 degrees. Like, who wants to eat hot soup when the weather has a spike? I know for some of you 51 seems chilly. Us midwesterners were like, SPRING IS HEEEEEERE! Ah! The sun. It burns my eyes!!!
Well, not really. I have sunglasses. But you get the gist. [Read more…]
Do I have something in my teeth? Yeah. Where? Did I get it? Just show me where it is. Ok. How about now? Did I get it? Ugh! You get it!
That conversation sound familiar?
I think I have had that conversation with my best friends a dozen times. If you haven’t had a friend reach across the table and quickly pick something out of your teeth, well then, you do not have a best friend.
Or maybe you just floss more than I do! [Read more…]
Today marks the end of pizza month. Are you as excited as I am? Do you never want to see another pizza recipe on my blog again? Did I ruin your favorite food for you? I honestly thought I would get sick of pizza. I maybe got sick of making a crap ton of pizza dough, but sick of pizza? No way. You still got me, pizza. You got me. [Read more…]