I’m writing this blog post on the heels of our fourth nor’easter in Boston in almost as many weeks. For the past month we’ve been hunkered down indoors, binge-watching The Last Jedi, and eating ourselves stupid — which is the only way to survive a storm, btw. Before each cold front that’s moved in, I, along with a hundred of my closest neighbors, spent hours at the grocery Continue reading
Well here I am, once again, months and months since my last post. I know that I haven’t been the most diligent bloggess in the world, but I’ve been busy. I know, right, haven’t we all? But I moved. Again. Just a few short months ago my family and I packed up all of our belongings, pointed our car northeast, and drove 2,000 miles to Boston, in what would become our fifth home as a family. Continue reading
My husband and I just recently returned from a house-hunting trip to Boston in anticipation of our upcoming move in July. When we left Dallas, our fellow Texans were enjoying a typical Southern spring with temperatures in the 80’s and weekends spent lounging by the pool and grilling in the back yard. You can imagine our shock when Continue reading
Okay, so let’s talk about the name of this dish for a second. Toad-in-the-Hole is not only a somewhat unappetizing title, but it’s also historically inaccurate. This British dish became popular in the early 18th century and was traditionally made with sausages baked into Yorkshire pudding, giving it the look of a toad poking it’s head out of a hole. But somewhere along the way us sneaky Americans took that dish, changed it up, and made it our own; very much like driving on the wrong side of the road, scrapping the metric system for the super confusing Imperial system, and removing the “e” from the ends of words like theater (this one actually makes sense, “theatre” should be pronounced thee-ah-trey, should it not? I think we’ve got you on this one, Brits.). Soooo…in our quest to gain independence from England and establish ourselves as a new nation, we swapped the sausages for eggs and the Yorkshire pudding for toast, and Bam! we instantly became leaders of the free world. Okay, maybe it didn’t happen exactly that way, but close enough.
Well hello stranger, long time no see. As you may or may not have noticed, I took quite a lengthy hiatus from blogging (roughly a year-and-a-half-ish), and although I never stopped cooking and experimenting with food, I felt that I just needed a little break from writing. But I’m back! Well, at least for today. You see last night I made an awesome paella dish, then I went and bragged about it on Facebook like an idiot, and as a result, I was asked by a few people to share the recipe. So…that’s what I’m doing.
Alright New Year’s Resolutioners, I’ve got another healthy and hearty Italian dish for you! Like the Chicken Abruzzi that I posted a couple weeks ago, this soup is low in calories and fat, but high in everything else (mainly flavor!). When I was growing up minestrone soup was a constant winter favorite in our home, and I always lumped it into the “comfort food” category (which we all know, tends to be the good foods that aren’t so good for you). But it wasn’t until I started making it for myself that I realized how healthy it actually is. Loaded with vitamin-packed veggies, protein-rich beans, and complex carbohydrates, this soup has everything you (and your healthy new body) need right in one bowl!
Today is January 13th, 2015 which means that it’s been exactly one year since I sent my first post out into the blogosphere. When I started this little food blog of mine I had only one goal in mind, and that was to keep myself busy during the long Kansas winter. Never in my wildest imagination did I think that 12 months later, after moving to sunny Texas, I would still be chugging along and enjoying myself immensely! Writing this blog has taught me so much about cooking, food styling, and photography, but above all, it’s taught me how to laugh at myself. You see, not every recipe I think up is a winner, in fact, many recipes are complete disasters. I’m not kidding, there were some awful things that came out of my kitchen this year. Typically a year in review is supposed to highlight the best and the worst, but when I was writing this post I realized that you guys already get to see the best on a regular basis (those are the recipes that actually make it onto the blog each week). Instead, I thought you would appreciate seeing the worst; the recipes that end up on the cutting room (or kitchen) floor, so to speak. Because really, what’s more fun than fails? Continue reading