Wild Card Wednesday. One of my favorite days of the week. On Wild Card Wednesdays I serve up whatever strikes my fancy. Could make Pancakes for supper, or Filet Mignon with Brandy Cream and Peppercorns. I’ve even been known to order a pizza.Continue reading “Pepperoni Pizza Skillet Dip”
Did you know that Farfalle means Butterfly? Here in American, we call Farfalle “Bow-Tie” pasta; and I can see that, but Butterfly is so much prettier, don’t you think? Unless you are going for something that sounds more retro; in which case Bow Tie Pasta has a nice ring to it.
Maybe it’s all this penned up frustration just itching to get out on the open range that has me in a cowboy frame of mind. What I wouldn’t give to head off to Wyoming right about now, saddle up and hit the trail. Cattle country is calling my name.
Today in National Ugly Sweater Day. Getting my guys to wear their ugly sweaters isn’t easy, especially Kiddo. Getting them to help me with an ugly sweater cake is a snap. Naturally, I had to keep my eye on them to make sure the decorations made it to the cake rather than becoming a snack.
Are you a big-box store shopper? There are some great deals to be had in the big box department, but you need to shop smart. Some deals really aren’t deals. And some purchases are so big that it becomes ridiculous. I mean, how many folded paper napkins can one family need? I ask because I believe our recent “score” is at least a year’s worth, if not a life-time supply.
Here we go again – my 7th installment of Hamburger Helper Style one-skillet dinners. There isn’t a whole lot more to say about Hamburger Helper. I am surprised, considering when Hamburger Helper first hit the market place, that it wasn’t marketed with a subtitle of “Mother’s Little Helper”. Then again, the Rolling Stones were singing about “Mother’s Little Helper” in reference to Valium – so maybe they wanted to avoid any confusion between the two. Just kidding – a little.
As most of us know from childhood, crescent wrapped dogs are so much fun. Kiddo’s first experience with Crescent Wrapped Dogs was when we were invited to a friend’s house for dinner and games. He was maybe nine or ten at the time and thought these were the greatest invention since sliced bread. It wasn’t until I watched in amazement as Kiddo made a huge deal out of something so simple as crescent dogs that I realized his was not a typical childhood.