January 30, 2012
Ah, Valentine’s Day.
Okay, technically, yes, it’s a bit of a corporate greeting card holiday.
But, hey, any excuse to be romantic, right?
Last V-day, I presented you with the lover’s lasagna.
Because nothing says “I love you,” like two pounds of cheese. Read the rest of this entry »
January 22, 2012
Sometimes you crave a classic, homemade lasagna.
And then you think, who’s got the time for that?
All that layering.
Sauce/noodles/ricotta/filling/cheese/repeat. Read the rest of this entry »
January 19, 2012
Oh man, do I have a soup for you!
Okay, I know I’m prone to excitement on this blog.
But, this is the best soup I have had in such a long time.
It’s basically everything you love about Mexican food, all brilliantly designed to fit in a soup bowl. Read the rest of this entry »
January 16, 2012
I’m not too keen on New Year’s resolutions.
For the most part, it’s lying to yourself.
You make promises. Swear you’ll do better this year.
Two weeks later you’re back to who you were and what you were doing in the first place.
Who needs the added stress? Read the rest of this entry »
January 14, 2012
With two more French cooking classes under my belt, I’m feeling sassy.
(As if I needed any more sass in my kitchen.)
Like our first two classes, we covered a lot of delicious territory.
The talented Chef Michel Maloiseau had a lot more to teach us.
We learned how to make short dough (for quiche/savory crusts and pies).
This alone has changed everything for me.
For example, with it, I made a chicken pot pie entirely from scratch the other day.
You’re impressed, I can tell. Read the rest of this entry »
January 1, 2012
Well, 2011, it’s been quite a ride.
There were more than a few notable highlights over the past year.
– I started this food blog. What up!
– I survived my thesis and graduated with a master’s of mass communication (journalism) from the University of Florida.
– I started an amazing new job that I love. Read the rest of this entry »
December 12, 2011
Growing up, my dad was always a big fan of gingersnaps.
He’d buy one bag at a time of those mocha-colored brown sacks with the wax coating inside and the old-fashioned writing.
The day after there would inevitably be an empty, crumpled bag lying at the foot of his winged maroon leather recliner.
My did is still a bit that way, as is my husband.
They can’t have just one.
And, so, with the holidays nearing, there have been lots of exciting excuses to forgo “just saying no.”
Case in point: this year’s Great Food Blogger Cookie Swap. Read the rest of this entry »