Meal trains are all the rage lately. I understand why. New babies, deaths, and sickness all have an enormous impact on families. It’s nice for the community to be able to rally behind them. Admittedly, there was no train when I had my son. But the meals and visitors still came, albeit organized via text […]
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Nothing says I love you like fondue except, maybe, fondue times two! Why decide between a velvety Velveeta-free pot of cheese bathing in wine and a crock of rich dark chocolate decadence when you can have both? And both are equally adored by little, big, male, & female taste buds alike.
Fondue for Valentine’s Day is probably as cliche as the girls-only fondue dinner tradition that started one February 14th back in college. Admittedly, I was a little mournful for the passing of said tradition when I met my husband and had reason to put on something besides expandable sweatpants for the holiday. Not that I would trade in my happy marriage for cheese and chocolate, but… Seasons change and, much like on New Year’s Eve, I now find myself back in said sweatpants, celebrating with both the big and little man in my life.
Truth be told, I have moved the fondue tradition to the Oscars; perhaps I’ll make a heart-shaped meatloaf like my Mom routinely made this year. I highly recommend you host a fondue party, however. It’s the perfect way to celebrate those you love this month, be it your girlfriends, husband, children, or just yourself! Have each guest bring their favorite accompaniment for each fondue and get dipping.
Consignment sales, we all know the drill. You rearrange everything to arrive right as the doors open. Then, you realize all the good stuff was gone before it even opened to the public. Snatched up by the first-time moms, volunteers, and consignors who get first dibs. And, if you’re on the selling end, there are […]
What do you give the person that has it all? The person you barely know? The person down the street? Something they can use, they can share, or they can eat? I’ve seriously debated getting all the neighborhood kids gift cards to the local doughnut shop (instead of toys they may already have or have already […]
I love entertaining. You would think I’d tire of it, since cooking for parties and events is my job, but I never do. I love researching the perfect menu, making trips to five different stores for the right ingredients, and spending all day holed up in the kitchen preparing. Dare I forget the moment, thirty minutes before anyone arrives, when you crack open a bottle of wine and start the celebration alone. Except that you can’t really spend all day doing anything once you have a little one in tow. You generally end up frantic during the last minutes before your guests arrive, cursing the fact that nobody is home yet to help (ahem), gulping down that glass of wine just to stay calm.
Entertaining as a mother is a double-edged sword. On one hand it’s ideal because your child is obviously invited, can go to sleep at the proper time, and you don’t have to worry about driving home because hey, you’re already there! On the other hand, said home is in a constant state of disarray. Every time something is put away it is immediately returned to the floor, sofa, dog dish. Use your imagination! And you have to plan, shop for, and cook a nice meal. Make that an especially nice meal, if it is what you do and want to continue doing for a living.
After one too many transformations into a party prepping grump, I have admittedly scaled back on the elaborate meals I prefer to serve at dinner parties. One fortunate evening, the stars aligned (aka my son napped for an extra hour) and I found myself with copious time to sneak in an appetizer for the upcoming event! Since I hadn’t actually planned to make anything, I scoured the pantry and thus, this eggplant dip came to be. Not to worry, it doesn’t require much hands-on time. While an extra hour can seem comparable to hitting the jackpot these days, there’s still that play mat to puzzle back together.
Football season is upon us and, with it, and endless supply of Saturdays devoted to sports watching. If the daddy of your house is anything like mine, he truly believes that sports do not fall under the television category and are totally appropriate to play all day, meanwhile teaching the little man of the house to yell “Touchdown!” and “Go!” I’m pretty sure most southerners believe these to be very valid life skills and ones that cannot be learned at too young an age, but I’ve always been more into the aesthetics of it all. Sign me up for the snacks, beer, and brightly colored dresses!
If the mommy of your house is anything like me, she’s spending her “game days” in the kitchen and entertaining. What better excuse for some grown up conversation, even if it is interrupted by child-like screams and cheering. If you’re going to be entertaining, however, it’s nice to have something that can be mostly made in advance and that pleases big and little tastes alike.
This recipe hails from my mother-in-law who was born and bred here in Georgia. I love the addition of pecans for local flair and crunch. She serves it the traditional way, on rye toasts, but I wanted something a little different and more portable to use in my catering business. The apples really complement the pecans and cheddar and, together on a bun, make you feel like you’re eating a semi-balanced snack. If you really want to splurge, I recommend trying it with candied bacon, but country ham works well too. You can even put together a platter with all three and let people build their own slider.
Here’s to the return of GameDay and a touchdown addition to your snack repertoire!
Hi, my name is Christine… and my son has chronic diarrhea. It has been 18 days of the most disgusting diaper duty, in the most unorthodox places. So many times per day, that my once overflowing diaper supply is quickly diminishing. I actually started journaling his weekly ailments: cold, hives, eczema, wheezing, vomiting, child bite, […]
With National Ice Cream Month upon us and July temperatures at their peak, the sweet treat is more of a necessity than an indulgence for children and grownups alike. Although my love for ice cream is innate, much like the love of a child, it was nurtured from a young age by my grandfather. Every […]
Pregnancy took a toll on my taste buds, robbing me of my generally adventurous culinary cravings and replacing them with those of a toddler. My aversions were fierce. I wanted nothing to do with the new recipes gracing the pages of my many food mags, instead turning to childhood favorites: PB & J, mac & […]