I basically survived on granola bars in high school. Pre-packaged, too sweet, milk chocolate granola bars at lunch and before volleyball practice.
I counted up the number of beloved kale salad recipes on this blog the other day and came up with an even twelve (ten salads and two recipes with kale salad components).
This frittata concept has been lurking in the back of my mind for months. I’ve just been waiting for sweet potatoes and bell peppers to come around again.
I was sitting on the couch the other day while visions of pumpkin muffins, warm chai lattes and falling red leaves danced in my head.
If I had to characterize the past week in two words, they would be: pepper problems. These peppers gave me all sorts of trouble!
This soup hurts my eyes. It’s so very red! That’s just one of several reasons why you should not make this soup.
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I know, I know. I’m always jabbering on about my new favorite kale salad and waxing poetic about kale salads in general.
October already? Month of pumpkin spice everything and candy galore? Yes! I’m going to wear boots today to celebrate.
I hope you all had crazy fun weekends to make up my totally tame past couple of days. Please, tell me stories about late nights and bottomless brunch mimosas so that I may live vicariously through you.
Good morning from the office of Cookie and Kate! Please pardon the interruption of regularly scheduled posts.
I drove to northern Iowa for a wedding and back over the weekend. Here’s a brief summary: corn, corn, soybeans and more corn.
First of all, is a burrito still a burrito if the ends aren’t tucked in? That is the question. I’m learning toward yes, at least with these breakfast burritos (ok, and my other sweet potato burritos).
I made the most random dinner out of leftovers last night. Sautéed fennel and garlic, leftover linguine, a handful arugula and enough goat cheese to bring it all together.
These refreshing, fruity margaritas have been my drink of choice lately. I highly recommend them. A word of warning, though—do not overfill your blender with melon.
I’m pretty particular about my waffles. I want light, whole grain, crisp-on-the-outside, fluffy-on-the-inside, Belgian-with-deep-pockets, quintessential WAFFLES.
I like to consider myself a spontaneous person, but when Ali texted me about riding roller coasters on Sunday afternoon, I balked.
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You know those projects that are supposed to be quick and easy but turn out to be anything but? Story of my life.
What day is it again? I went on a whirlwind trip to California this week. I flew west to sunny Sacramento on Monday afternoon and stepped back into heavy, humid Kansas City air on Wednesday night.