Kind of a Mess

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