Category: That’s delish.

Cauliflower Soup

First of all, I am watching Jimmy Fallon and he has reunited the cast of California Dreams. And if you think I’m clapping and singing along to the theme song, you know me well. I’ll admit, I have serious questions about the current life status of some of these cast members, but if they would

It’s glaze, not grease.

So this weekend, my mom came to Nashville [also known as “the best idea we’ve had in a long time”]. And she came bearing a life-changing cream cheese experience. Of course, giving dairy credit where dairy credit is due, this recipe is originally from BooMama, my mentor in many things of life and all things

The highlight of my Wednesday night.

See, I need to give you the back story before I give you the highlight. Sorry bout it. In the fall of 2000, some friends and I took a trip to Boston. It was, and is still, one of my favorite college years memories. And we found a bakery. A bakery that, I’ll be honest,

The breakfast of muffin-shaped champions.

That title doesn’t work. Cause it sounds like a) I’m saying YOU are muffin-shaped and I would never accuse you of such a thing or b) I’m saying that I’M muffin-shaped and I would never admit that on the blog. [So. With that being said, we press on.] What it means is that I did

Julie & Julia…. & Annie.

The movie Julie & Julia ended. The credits rolled. And I cried. Like a baby. Like a “Get yourself under control, child!” kind of cry. [I actually cried twice during the movie. But let’s not talk about it.] I cried because the movie was full of me- the food lover, the blogger, the unpublished author,

Oreo rescue: the update.

Remember that time I tried to make homemade oreos for a birthday party? This is what they looked like. Yikes. I know. And if it is possible, they actually TASTED worse than they looked. Shocking, but true. After I recovered from the debacle, I called Kathleen. Cause Kathleen knows how to make everything. And after

Parfait perfection.

First of all, thanks for all your sweet birthday well wishes. 29 sure seems to be shaping up beautifully so far. On to the more important bloggy things. Like dessert. So Annie Parsons introduced me to Deb Barnett. And Deb Barnett introduced me to what shall be called “The Dessert That Defined My Summer 2009”.

In what shall be called “The Oreo Fail of 2009”.

I was in such a good mood when I found the recipe for homemade Oreos. A friend of mine is having a birthday party tonight, so I set aside Thursday to bake the night away for the party. Because if there is one thing I don’t [usually] screw up, it’s birthday baked goods. [Now refer

I’m eating the broken pieces right now.

Mmmm…… chocolate covered pretzels.  And oh so fancy looking.  [The bizarro tint to this photo is because I took the picture while they were in the fridge.  Why I didn’t just take them out for a moment is a question for the ages.] This is my favorite Christmas treat to make. Well, that being said,

Tuscan Vegetable Soup

Apparently I have an addiction.  To vegetable soups. And it never fails that whenever I make soup, I say, “Oh man where is my camera because my bloggites are going to love this recipe.” That’s sick, people.  Sick. This recipe is from my friend and fellow blogger Kristin.  Big ups, Kristin.  This is some seriously