January 28, 2009

Honey, I’m siiiiiiick. It’s the only warning shot that my husband gets before it all breaks loose. It seems the stereotype is that grown men make the worst patients. I’m a terrible patient. I sniffle, I whine, I cough, I whine, and I build a miniature version of Mt. Rushmore out of balled-up Kleenexes. And [...]
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January 4, 2009

The best. In the whole wide world. And I mean it. My husband used to be far less adventurous with the range of foods that he was willing to try. When we met, he lived on a tried-and-true diet of Red Baron’s Sausage & Pepperoni, Stouffer’s Lasagna, and Buitoni cheese tortellini with Prego and ground [...]
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