I suppose we are due for a Super Bowl friendly recipe, no? Sunday is the big day-I have no idea who is playing in this game. I also have no idea where this game is being played. One thing I do know, tho, is that I look forward to the commercials. And I also know of the perfect recipe to pair with this hyped up event. Continue reading
Because sometimes you just need a dang sandwich.
The warm, crunchy-bread, juices-dripping-down-your-arm-so-you-revert-to-a-fork, cheesy-gooey kind of sandwich. Continue reading
I’ve got a thing for a good ham and bean soup. It’s old school. A staple. Nostalgia central. It’s like a really fantastic, super old pair of Chuck Taylors, or that worn in sweatshirt with all the holes in it. Solid. Legit. Classic. Always in style. So this recipe? My jam.
I’ve tried simmering this stuff on the stove for hours. I’ve soaked the beans overnight. I’ve used beans from a can. I’ve seared the ham before slow cooking it. I’ve added roasted garlic. The list could go on. I’ve fussed around with ham and bean soup in every way, shape or form and this ridiculous, itty bitty, hardly-any-work-or-ingredients recipe is by far the best I have done to date. Continue reading
My husband was craving chili big time last week. And chili is one of those weird things I have a hard time making on any day of the week other than Sunday. It’s a Sunday food, no? It needs time to simmer on the stove and smell the house up beautifully while everyone gets cozy and football is blaring in the background.
But last week on Sunday I had an event to attend. Which meant no time to let that chili bask in its glory on the stove. So I decided to try a stab at it in the slow cooker. Results? Delicious. So simple. And perfect for days where time has got the best of you. Continue reading
Slow Cookers. They can be such a time and sanity saver. But, as you know, I’m really finicky about what I put in them-I believe it’s my controlling food nature. When I put something in the slow cooker I’ve lost control. There’s no seasoning as you go, there’s no stirring, there’s no adding this or that. It’s a hands off, no-control zone for me. So recipes I put in mine have to be precise…and special…and worthy. This ones there. Continue reading
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