Scouring the stacks and stacks of mags and books that decorate my shelves and floors for Christmas/holiday recipes, I came across a vintage gem that was added to the “to-make” list, immediately.
From a Better Homes & Gardens from 1992 had an add for Hidden Valley Sausage Stars, I followed up this discovery with a Pinterest search and saw that this recipe has been a staple in many homes for years.
Oddly enough, I rarely if ever saw deviations from the original. I could have taken this as a sign to not mess with perfection… but when have I ever done that?
Ripping the flesh from the bone. Sucking that last bit of meat off. Licking the sticky sauce residue from your fingers.
As much as we love pairing wings with football, come Sunday, with numerous other dips, spreads, sweets, drinks, and treats to make – who has time to fry and prep those little guys?
Satisfy your crowd’s “foul” lust with these delicious skewers, and zesty accompanying dip. Bonus – almost no prep time, and minimal cook time.
With slightly over a week left until the Big Dance, you’ve undoubtedly been scouring Pinterest, food blogs, mags, and the like – in search of the perfect dips, wings, drinks, spreads, sandwiches, and other glutinous goodies.
In your search – let me point you in the direction of today’s dip – that unbelievably doesn’t contain cheese or bacon – but get this… real live veggies!
Procrastination. Over-extension. These things do not mix.
And they are… me.
I bring this up to illuminate the fact that there are Grand Marnier/cranberry/chocolate truffles that required more chilling, rolling, and dipping time than I allowed in my morning. They were supposed to be today’s post. And are not. Hence, this post.
Ronald Weasley. Jessica Rabbit. Carrot Top. Tori. Beer. Conan.
Just a handful of the things that the word “ginger” brings to mind.
A request for ginger snaps sent me on a Google quest for the perfect recipe. I love molasses and I love ginger, so when I stumbled upon this recipe that took both of these guys seriously, I knew I’d found the ONE.
We’re going to take this nice and slow. Nobody gets hurt… not on my watch!
With the shopping, the decorating, the hustle, the bustle, the cooking, the baking, the go, go, go… it’s easy to go nuts, it’s easy to land yourself in the Emergency Room with a bagel cutting knife injury, or overdose on flour ingestion. Not this year!
And so begins it. Three ingredients. Minimal prep. Minimal cook time. Ultimate delight.
Day late, dollar short. Week late, day early. However you spin it, there’s a method to my madness. Well, not really a method, but a reason.
This post was intended to happen last week, and the week got crazy. So why not post it tomorrow, on a Thursday? Because something beautiful is about to happen friends… booze and cookies!
I’m launching an all out Holiday – two weeks of cookies and boozy cocktails, starting tomorrow. But I love this recipe so much that I couldn’t just let her fall by the wayside. So here she is, in her beer, cheesy, glory!
When I looked back on all my football foodie posts, I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t touched on potato skins! Like anyone would pass up a hollowed out shell of the mighty carb queen, filled with cheese, bacon, and other sinful delights!