Everyone has that one food that makes them feel like a kid again, right? And by one, I mean like 80 foods, obviously. Regardless, cheesy potatoes are definitely one of those foods for me. My grandma would always make them for Easter, but they often made appearances for Thanksgiving, Christmas, birthdays, and pretty much any eating-related holiday (which is every holiday, right?). When I was getting my hair cut a few months ago, my hairdresser and I naturally struck up a conversation about cheesy potatoes. Please don’t tell me that’s weird, cheese and potatoes are kind of my version of small talk. Anyway, she happens to be vegan and basically didn’t want to deprive A. herself or B. her daughter of delicious, cheesy potatoes. She asked me to come up...
Oh woah, hi there. I feel like once a week, I start a post with apologizing for how flaky I am. I was in a good MWF swing for a while, and suddenly I’m just so busy lazy. Honestly, it’s mostly Big Brother related. Anyone else watching Big Brother? I’m obsesssssed. In fact, I’m watching After Dark right now as I write this (don’t worry, I DVRed it. Ain’t no body got time to watch this at 1 am). Anyone have a favorite yet? I keep bouncing around, but I definitely love the nerdy group of misfits. At first, Nicole was driving me up the wall with her accent, which is really ironic because we’re both from pretty similar areas of the country and she actually went to college about 15 minutes from...
For me and that mushroom eggs benedict I had in Chicago, it was love at first bite. I went to bed on Friday night dreaming about it, thinking I would wake up early on Saturday (False) to venture out, obviously showering before I left (False), find a scrumptious plate of eggs benedict (False), and swing by the farmer’s market before it closed (False). I definitely knew I wasn’t going to be able to find anything quite as delicious in my small-ish town, but I assumed there’d at least be eggs benedict on the menu somewhere and I’d be able to swap out the Canadian bacon for mushrooms. <– This statement should be met with a loud, Wizard of Oz style ominous booming of the word “False”. Between the handful of chains and local...
This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of Grate Chef, Inc. for SocialSpark. All opinions are 100% mine. All winter long, I look forward to grilling and am not so secretly jealous of everyone who can handle the cold well enough to stand outside in their slippers when there’s 3 feet of snow outside (Michigan problems). There’s just something fantastic about cooking outside, am I right? I think we can all agree that grilling is one of the absolute best things about summer. But the bad side of grilling? Clean up. True, it’s better to have one dirty grill outside than a mountain of dirty pots in the kitchen, but how the heck do you clean a grill? They tear right through sponges and when I use...
It pains me to write this post right now, because I’m at the tail end of my first day of a two day juice cleanse resulting from all of the delicious foods below. Just looking at them makes me want to drool all over myself, despite the fact that they’re all crappy cell phone pictures. If you follow me on Instagram, some of these are going to be a rehash, but everything was so good that I can’t help but share again. First up, not food! We rented an apartment from airbnb and I thought the living room was just darling, so I’m sharing it. We do something similar every time we’re in Chicago and I highly recommend the experience. This particular apartment is one that someone lives in but rent...
Yeah, I know. Tacos, enchiladas, and now burritos. I’m a simple lady, with simple Mexican-related cravings. Actually, these potatoes were a bribe. I can’t remember exactly what I wanted from Josh, but I promised Ranch burritos in return. I was originally going to make a Ranch “chicken” TVP similar to my favorite TVP taco meat, but we were living in some sort of twilight zone where I somehow let the house run low on TVP (but magically had prepared taco TVP in the freezer). Deciding potatoes are always appropriate, I stuffed my face with a carb wrapped in another carb. #sorrynotsorry #Ilovecarbs Can we ignore that I just hash tagged in the middle of a blog post? I don’t even know who I am anymore. When Josh first started actively using...
