Dishing up honest food with a dash of humor...
My good friend told me the other day that my Instagram feed is basically tacos every other picture. My response: I just really like tacos. This summer, all I have been making are pickles of all kinds and tacos.
Before all the cherries are gone and totally out of season, you have to, have to make this recipe. [Read more…]
Yo, yo, yo! Me and the boys are back from family vacay! Can you believe I actually brought my giant camera, laptop, and naive intentions with me to the Dells? I seriously thought I was going to work and make a blog post while on vacation.
Oh, bless my little blogger heart. I did have good intentions.
However, between naps or no naps and water slides and pool vibes, work was somewhat lost on me. If you did follow my Instagram stories for the week, I am sure you saw lots of beer, cheese, food, and goofy kids. That in itself pretty much describes my week. [Read more…]
As you are reading this, I am currently presenting to a group of high school students as an expert on the field of food blogging. Wait. Ok, this posts at 5am CST. If you are reading this then, I am probably laying in bed sweating out of fear. I present at 8:55am. If you read this around that time, say a prayer for me so I don’t pass out in a hot sweaty mess on the floor. Holy schnikes, I have nothing to wear!
If you read this after 9:30am, just know that no matter where I am or how the presentation went, I am still sweating. Always sweating. [Read more…]
Yes, Thanksgiving is this week. Now, pasta sauce might not be on your radar. So, do me a favor. If you aren’t like my family which requires a pasta side dish at every holiday meal, then just Pin this for later. Oh! Along with the best dang marinara recipe, too. These are both good recipes to have on hand when you have a cold Sunday to kill and feel like warming your home with the smells of garlic and onion simmering away on the stove all day long. Mmmm. So good! [Read more…]
Brain fart. Brain freeze. Whatever you call what is happening with my mind this week, I blame it on the time change. And the boys. Yep. People have kids so you always have somebody to blame for why you are so crabby ooorrrr maybe for a funky smell in the room. Hm, wait, Weezer is the one that catches the blame for that most often.
Yeah, so, this week. Ugh!
If ever there was a time for the phrase, “I can’t even.” It is this week. [Read more…]
