Kind of a Mess

Sometimes, you need chocolate. And I’m not talking about wussy Hershey’s chocolate, or some crappy box brownies. I’m talking deep dark chocolate, fudgy and decadent, with ribbons of creamy gooey dulce de leche swirled throughout. These are not everyday brownies.  These are special occasion brownies, the kind that you make for birthdays and baby showers

Being that I’m lactose intolerant and my husband has the food preferences of a five-year-old, it can be a battle to eat in my house.  Add on to that trying to eat healthy and I’m completely tempted to throw in the towel and eat Subway for the rest of our lives. We do on occasion

Sarah came into town this weekend and it was fabulous!  Hours of talking, shopping, REAL margarita-making, fried chicken eating and silly TV watching.  Not only did we view the Tony’s and talk theatre, I also introduced her to Toddlers and Tiaras.  And this horror. And, proof that she’s a nice person, Maggie ADORED her.  The

When Jethro and I get invited to cook-outs and parties by friends of his, there’s a definite pattern. We get invited. Jethro forgets to tell me. The hosts know Jethro, so they send me an invitation also because I am the social director of our marriage. I scrounge for recipes to make something good for

Another recipe sparked by Jethro being ill, my chicken soup story is fraught with pain. I decided to make chicken soup for Jethro (around the same time of the bewb cake) because he was sick and whiny and being stereotypically male about the entire situation.  (It’s okay, he doesn’t read my blog.  I KNOW, he’s

If you’re like me, there’s company food and then there’s YOU food.  The stuff that you may or may not need a recipe for, but most definitely won’t look great.  In fact it might look downright unappetizing.  However, it is nummy and excellent, and you might eat it standing up in your kitchen because if you dirty another dish