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?
Crudités. Cheese cubes. Pretzels. Really? This is all we’re gonna offer our vegetarian friends come Sunday?! I don’t think so!
If you can chop 2 veggies, measure some spices, open cans, and toss everything into a CrockPot and walk away, you can have a delicious vegetarian/vegan Sloppy Joe on your Super Bowl table that will fool even the meatiest of meat eaters.
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!
Decadence – unrestrained or excessive self-indulgence. Yeah, that’s this.
One truffle is all you’ll need to send you into bliss, but no one will judge for indulging in several more.
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.
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!
The bright burgundy hue. The gelatinous cylindrical form. The sexy little can indents.
You know what Thanksgiving treat I speak of… The ever-popular Ocean-Spray cranberry “sauce.”
I believe strongly, that this belongs on every Turkey Day table – but that doesn’t mean there isn’t space for an alternative – to play along side.
A grown-up version perhaps. Like say, with tequila and jalapenos!
Yeast. It makes all my favorite things. Beer. Bread. Any other spontaneously fermented goodies. And yet, it scares me.
Like tempering chocolate, making caramel, experimenting with bread – I’ve had mixed results. Those yeast guys are just so darned fussy and precise. Imagine that.
But I think I’ve got the hang of it, knock on wood. I think I’ve cultivated enough respect and patience to see the results I desire.
So with that introduction, here is a great roll to serve on your Thanksgiving table.
Wings. Nachos. Fries. Meatballs. Dips.
Tired. Tired. Tired. Tired. Tired.
Don’t get me wrong… I love all of the aforementioned football treats. But they show up week after week on our Gameday tables.
And don’t we want more pigskin lovers? Don’t we deserve a break from the norm?
You’re darn right we do! And so I bring you, an unexpected treat, Indian inspired, and sure to delight the taste buds of your fellow cheering fans.