You guys hear that? That whirring noise? It is a familiar noise for this time of year. It signals a change in the seasons. Yep, that lulling humming whir is coming from my seasonal BFF, my humidifier. Ah, now with that going on full steam, I can smell the crisp fall air approaching and smell the pumpkin spiced-everything floating in the air. [Read more…]
I swear to the Lord, I am so done with summer. I got my fruit fill. I kind of got my heirloom tomato fill. (See last week’s post for the story behind that). I am ready for a gradual decline into the seventies, sixties, and then (Gasp) the fifties. I am ready for layers and not sweating my pregnant belly off every single time I step outside.
I will probably live to regret this statement once I am trapped indoors with ten inches of snow on the ground, a newborn, a two year old, and a dog staring at me wondering what we are going to do next. Until then, I shall rant on. [Read more…]
How do you manage leftovers? I bet you are the kind of person that will eat the leftovers the next day for lunch. No, wait, you’re more of a repurpose the leftover pizza into a breakfast food by topping it with an egg kinda person. Right? Ooo, oo, oo! I bet you take a leftover sandwich and use the meat in a salad or a fancy frittata or omelet or something special like that!
Yeah, umm, me? Not so much. [Read more…]
Hey, guys, can’t take much time to type you some big long ramble today. You see, now that it is nice outside, my son has decided he would like to take up permanent residence outdoors. This plan of his keeps him very happy but leaves me with little time for cooking, cleaning, or blogging.
I am sorry about this inconvenience. [Read more…]
This week’s edition of the series that I like to think is single-handedly bringing America back to the dinner table features a rendition of a dish my mom made for us all the time when we were growing up. In our house, they were called Polish pork chops. It says something when a dish successfully feeds a family of five and never gets complaints.
In fact, I tried to make my Mom’s version on the blog way back when. Follow this link if you want to see crappy pictures. Also, my Mom just informed me recently that I messed up the blog version because I used crushed tomatoes instead of canned diced tomatoes. Oops! Despite the first version being a little soupy, it was still good. Not my Mom’s version good, but good none the less. [Read more…]