Roasted Garlic and Parmesan Crackers

Roasted Garlic & Parm Crackers

I think the boys in our lives must get a little annoyed with us foodie people when we get a hold of the Superbowl Sunday game day menu.

Tomato Basil Bruschetta?

Spicy Humus and Whole Wheat Pita Chips?

Shrimp Scampi?

I’m sure their swollen, football-pumping veins must vibrate a smidge as they forcefully will themselves not to go Hulk and lose their football sh** when they discover there is not a lil’ smokey or Dorito in sight. Continue reading

Pasta e Olio

What’s not to love about pasta and olive oil?

Especially when you add in a little butter, loads of garlic, a few flecks of red pepper and top the whole thing off with some fresh grated Parmesan cheese.

I feel like Giada with a big toothy grin when Pasta e Olio is the dish of the evening.

I’m indulging the child in me who just wants pasta and butter, but pretending it’s more grown up – which – who are we kidding – it’s not.

But it’s romantic.

I’m not kidding here. Continue reading

Awestruck

You know what I had appreciated this day on vacation?

  • My husband spending all day on the slopes with the kids.
  • That he doesn’t expect me to be outside in the freezing cold pretending to like skiing.
  • That he spends hours on end, hunched over, teaching and guiding each child  – and doesn’t mind his burning, aching back when evening falls, because he sees the pain as a small price to invest in building a common pastime for our family.
  • The moments I spent with rosy cheeked and frozen fingered kids, as they sipped thick, sweet, hot cocoa in the heated lodge and told me how awesome their last ski runs were.

All those moments were snapshots I consciously clicked and logged away in the photo album of my heart.

But scrolling through the pictures this morning I was stopped short when I came to this one.

It’s dad and daughter on the bunny hill lift.

Let your mind register for a moment.

My husband is a grown man (obviously).

That lift chair must be about 4′ wide.

The focus of the shot is on father and child.

But look at the tree branches.

They are MASSIVE.

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Turkey Sausage Breakfast Patties

Hey All!

Where have you been for the last three weeks?

What have you been doing?

What have you been eating?

I really want to know these things – because I’m curious, and because I’m going to tell you about me, and it’s just rude – and boring – if the conversation is one-sided.

What I really want to know is if you stuffed your face full of candy for the last  twenty-one days straight. Continue reading