Fiery red spirals, surrounded by flames and a seriously sassy Chester Cheetah, lured me to the macaroni and cheese aisle like a Ouija board at a slumber party. Would I be opening doors I couldn’t close? Did I need to buy a box of Cheetos Flamin’ Hot Macaroni Cheese? The more I looked at the… Continue reading I Tried the Scary Hot Cheetos Mac and Cheese and Lived
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Slaw Down: It’s Apple Season
While pumpkins are jinga-linging and monsters are sleigh-bell ringing, I’d like to cling tightly to an emotional support apple for a minute or two. I love decking the halls and scaring the neighbors, dressed like a chicken with an axe, just like everyone else, but it’s still apple season as far as I’m concerned. And… Continue reading Slaw Down: It’s Apple Season
Lai Lo Lai Lo Lai – Gipsy Kings!
I just bamboleioed so hard, and I have no regrets. Nate took me to see the Gipsy Kings live at the Chateau St. Michelle estate/winery in Woodinville, Washington last weekend—and I still have so many thoughts: The venue was amazeballs (beautiful gardens/charming estate), and the Gipsy Kings were incredible. They sound even better live than… Continue reading Lai Lo Lai Lo Lai – Gipsy Kings!
Tempura Parade and Sushi Shuffle
It’s unfair to blame my kitchen counter space for being “dull” and “useless,” but after dining in a conveyor-belt restaurant, where bowls of freshly fried tempura and California rolls milled past me in an appetizing and provocative manner, I just want to shout, “Do better!” to the walls. I’ve always wanted to go to one… Continue reading Tempura Parade and Sushi Shuffle
Cutie Fruity Patootie
With reckless, thrill-seeking abandon, I bought a package of fruit cutters for three dollars. They are WILD! Wildly cute, that is. These are the shapes they come in: star, goldfish, bunny head, and flower. We had some leftover pineapple from Alex’s graduation party, so I cut out star shapes from that. The banana got the… Continue reading Cutie Fruity Patootie
Wandering Meatloaf
Lonely, wandering clouds of Wordsworth’s fame, step aside. You’ve got meatloaf-shaped competition—and I can’t unsee it. I’m only wandering lonely as a meatloaf from now on. On a rare, sunny day, Nate, Alex, and I took the ferry to Whidbey Island, walked along the beach, and found this loaf-like shape in the rocky sand—and it… Continue reading Wandering Meatloaf
Im-peck-ably Spiced Chicken
Aw, cluck it! I know the majority of my dinners start and end with chicken, but for cluck’s sake, if I wasn’t meant to make chicken for my family nearly every night of the week, why does it taste so cluckin’ good? During a typical weeknight, we eat chicken at least two days a week,… Continue reading Im-peck-ably Spiced Chicken
Tiki Bar Trek (and More) in Portland, Oregon
Because that one Hawaiian shirt from Nate’s tropical prints collection in his closet has seen the inside of a tiki bar only once, it was my mission to find a tiki bar while at a conference in Portland, Oregon. To be fair, we ate at other places, too, so I’m including those restaurants and pictures.… Continue reading Tiki Bar Trek (and More) in Portland, Oregon
No Forks Given
I’m done forking around. I need to find out…what it’s like to eat with chopsticks. It has taken me a long, long time, but I’m finally learning. And it’s not like no one has ever tried to show me before. Back in the ‘80s, when I was growing up, my dad went to Japan a… Continue reading No Forks Given
Rum Ball Reprise
Potluck pandemonium is still jingling its sleigh bells along the buffet line, and we’re getting loaded. Well, I mean, we’re loading up the buffet line—for Alex, who is a young adult, getting invited to all kinds of parties, and he needs to bring something to the table. Many of his friends are of Mexican heritage,… Continue reading Rum Ball Reprise
