Okay, it’s official. Summer’s here and it’s just about the time when I start thinking about all things refreshing.
Visions of lemonade and dancing lemons fill my head and then inevitably, I get to thinking how much I love the humble, little lemon.
It’s sunny face smiles back at me no matter what time of the year it is, and no matter how dreary it can get here in the Pacific Northwest, I know there’s always a bit of sunshine waiting for me in the fridge. Continue reading
I know I’m not alone when I say, “I love bacon”. I heart it. I really, really heart it.
“Breakfast for dinner” is also a near, dear-to-my heart personal motto of mine. Why have dinner when you can have breakfast? Why have lunch when you can have breakfast for lunch? It even turns out, that it just so ended up, that I even married a Bacon (the best, very sweetest kind). The Universe got it.
I think you get the idea.
What I have never hearted though are the third-degree burns I always get when making bacon in a pan. Sweet Mother Mercy, dodging bacon grease is not something I need on my list of “To Do” in the kitchen. Not-to-mention (okay, I just did), the constant flipping and tending to — then, the messy clean-up. Continue reading
I have never been much of a dessert fan. I am by default a salt kind of girl, and would much rather prefer most anything salt to anything sweet any day. But I do have a soft spot in my stomach for blueberries — specifically, frozen blueberries of the wild kind.
How much of a soft spot? Well, for starters, I eat them every morning with my cereal after defrosting them under warm running water in my kitchen sink. Every morning. Every time my brother sees me, he yells, “Blueberries!” (basically, a verbatim imitation of yours truly from when we used to live together).
No joke, these bitty berries make me that happy. Continue reading
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