Category Archives: the main event
We’ve been on a real pasta kick lately. Probably because WE WENT TO ITALY! Say whaaaaaaat!? (I’ve been told my references and basic communication style is somewhat, shall we say, outdated. …I think I understand.)
Anywho! (oh boy) We’ve wanted to go to
In June of this year, we celebrated our ten year wedding anniversary by going back to my favorite happy place: Ireland. It was the first time since our honeymoon that we were taking a trip purely for pleasure, just the two of us. We rented a car and spent one blissful
caramelized brussels sprouts with spicy bacon
This post contains graphic scenes of dental violence that might shock or frighten a person. Reader discretion is advised.
There are certain things that as kids, we almost all hated. Chief among them, Brussels sprouts, and going to the dentist.
A while back I recounted
chicken salad sandwich
I hate budgets. I do. Even the word, budget. Boo!
I have this idea that being on a budget is restrictive and limiting. It brings me back to childhood images of powdered milk and cutting up dryer sheets to make them last longer.
But the fact is budgets are crucial to staying
orange pork chow mein
Do you ever get a wild craving that grips you suddenly and refuses to leave? It might have been the smell of a nearby fryer that subconsciously made your mind drift to an image of fried chicken you just couldn’t shake. Or maybe it was a commercial that lasted not
no plan pasta
I had the whole thing planned. There would be upscale appetizers, Champagne cocktails, even a prize for the winner of our first annual Who Guessed It Best contest. The house was going to be sparkling clean. I have two pairs of jeans; I was going to wear the nicer pair.