Since I’ve discovered these amazing eggs, I’ve started imagining all the great eggnog recipes I could make, recipes that will remind me of the eggnog of my childhood.
Sometimes, on Halloween, a mom needs 10 minutes to herself, so she doesn’t lose her cool. We all know what that looks like, and it ain’t pretty. It might be the scariest part of Halloween, actually.
Sometimes I put my huge deck-building-problem-solving brains to work on other problems, like how can I turn my favorite scone recipe of all time into a savory scone? Turns out it couldn’t really be easier. Just add some shredded cheddar and bacon bits, and you’re golden.
I’ll tell you the truth… I’m not a big fan of making bread. All the kneading and waiting for it to rise and hoping your yeast is still good is just too much for me.
But I will do it on occasion when the recipe is right. And folks, this recipe is RIGHT.
I love this dip served warm, all the melted cheese and spices make it so comforting and delicious. I figured I needed a pretzel rod with it, something that could hold up to the strength of the mustard dip.
I spotted lemon flavored marshmallows at the grocery store around Easter, and I’ve had them rolling around in my head ever since then. I finally came up with a great idea (namely, this popcorn) and when I went back to the store to get them, they were conspicuously missing. Dang those seasonal ingredients!
I know I should feel flattered when my family says, “Wow, this is good!” with surprise in their voices, after trying my latest dessert/snack concoction. But I don’t. I feel kind of offended that they would be surprised.
When I was deciding exactly how to make these magical metaphorical pecans, there was really only one choice. Spicy AND Sweet. Well, and toasted, of course, because toasted nuts are obviously the very high-end best.
On the bright side, the New Years Eve snacks will be infinitesimally better than they used to be. Because old me just opened a bag of chips, but new me will take time to make these pretzel bites.
Who doesn’t love potato chips? It’s un-American. Forget that, it’s un-Human. No person that sprang from my womb could possibly dislike potato chips.
Or onion dip.
Lovely, buttery, crusted with cheese, golden, garlic potatoes.
With sour cream to dip them in.
All that changed when I found myself in possession of a brand new cake pop maker, courtesy of an awesome friend who has known me since the dawn of time.
Pin It My poor husband. He is not a morning person AT ALL. Neither am I, truth be told, but I can make myself get up and smile and get feeling pretty good by 7:00 am most days. He can’t. Remember when you were a kid and your mom got you up in the [Read On]