for the love of food
If you know anything about my husband you know college football Saturday's are almost as big as Christmas. He looks forward to them all year long, and every week we are watching all the games. Group texts are going off, flipping between games is a must, and don't even think about watching anything else all day long. With that said, what do I do all day? Nap, cook, eat and repeat! Yupp, he may look forward to the actual games, I look forward to the football food. Win! Win!
Read MoreThere’s a small restaurant near my hometown that has the best pasta salad. I go there, get a salad and a large order of the noodles. And I can bet I am not the only one to go there pretty much for the side dish. Actually I know I’m not, my brother’s girlfriend Sherie does the same thing, we have discussed our love for it many times. For two years now, maybe longer, I have tried to re create it. Finally, I can say I think I got close. Not saying exact, but close enough to get a fix. Similar ingredients to sesame noodles, but not quite. Slightly like the noodles you would get form a Hitachi restaurant, minus the butter. You just have to try them, I eat them at all temperatures. Feel free to add or subtract any veggies I have in it. Make it your own, just dear god make it. Eat it for dinner, then breakfast and if your lucky lunch.
Read MoreI am stuck in the middle of one of the worst winters in the last century. If you're in the north you understand what I'm talking about. Days of negative temperatures in a row, only to be followed by snow, snow, and more snow. Let me tell you something. I hate snow, and everything that goes along with it. So what do I do when I'm not booking a flight to Florida to get out of this dark hole called winter? I make soup. Lot's of soup and try to forget that it's going to be negative 5 when I go to work the next morning. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, but regardless I do love me some soup.
Read MoreThe first time I made this, everyone said it was good. Then the next four days my Father told me everyday how wonderful it really was. Now there's a few things odd about that last sentence. A. My Father said something new was good, not once but for four whole days. B. I made enough to actually be eating leftovers for four days. C. It wasn't red meat and potatoes, and my Dad actually wanted me to make it again, which is still blowing my mind. I give him a bad rap sometimes, he usually likes my cooking but he's a creature of habit and likes minimal seasonings, and sauces. He could eat pasta everyday and never get sick of it, and he LOVES meat and potatoes.
Read MoreGrowing up we never ate meatballs without pasta. But the older I get the more I realize how much I enjoy them really any time, any way. I was in Florida recently at a food truck rally (Side note I love food trucks! I try to find them everywhere I go! Plus my brother really wants to own one, and the idea is slowly growing on me. Anywho....) and ate meat balls with buffalo sauce, asian glaze, and the typical grandma's meatballs. These here are the plain jane of meatballs, a simple quick red sauce, and I'm actually making them as a appetizer for a party. But with that said, they are pretty delish. You could always double the sauce and make some pasta, quinoa pasta or whatever tickles your fancy.
Read MoreAhhhh sauce, the main ingredient in Italian Sunday dinners. This is a spicy red sauce. It makes my nose run, which in a case like this I tend to enjoy. You can make it less spicy and just enjoy the sweetness of the red peppers and the tang of the garlic and onions. But for me, bring on the spice.
Read MoreThis is my grandma's meatloaf, and my mom's meatloaf. I'll give you fore warning....it's like a meatball in a loaf pan. Maybe I should call it meat(ball)loaf. Anywho, it's Italian like most things my gram made, you will not find ketchup or oats or any of that craziness in this recipe. It's simple and delish.
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