The Hostess’ Guide to the Holiday Madness
Little-known fact: June Cleaver, Martha Stewart, and I swap notes. I may be a terrible housewife, but I’m a master of feeding people and throwing
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Jalapeno Cheetos Mozzarella Sticks – Because Everyone Should Try Something Crazy at Least Once
Sometimes, Brian sends me an animated gif of some magic foodie creation he wishes me to make a reality. Many times, I just laugh it
Top Ten Tuesday: The Ten Best Cheeses to Eat Solo
Listen up. I know that cheese makes EVERYTHING better. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, dessert…Cheese can play an integral role in any dish. But in
Meet the McSmoky Triple Cheese Burger – My McDonald’s Create Your Taste
This past weekend, I had the opportunity to take my pal Cletus over to a McDonald’s near-ish me in Downers Grove. We used to live
Holiday Leftover Breakfast Pizza – It Sounds Gross, But Even Brian Liked It
Okay, so after Thanksgiving, my girlfriend Brookie Banosnapper Snapchatted me with her fancy “Turkey and hollandaise with poached eggs on flatbread” and “I’m making all the
Blue Cheese and Date Spread on Endive
You know how sometimes, you throw a party and plan for certain types of food, and something inevitably goes wrong? I had bacon-wrapped dates on
Ow!
It’s really no big secret that I injure myself…A lot. Like that time I walked head first into a pole…or tripped over an invisible wire…or
If We’re Going to Die, I Want to be Covered in Cheese.
Driving along the coast, just north or south of San Francisco is terrifying and breathtaking in the same moment. The varying drops off the side
In Which Petaluma, California Stole a Little Piece of my Heart #PetalumaMade
Words cannot express my gratitude for one of the booziest vacations I’ve ever had. And I’ve been to New Orleans. Twice. We began our trip
This Could Probably be a Real Post if I Wasn’t Drunk and Delayed at the Airport
Just thought you might appreciate a quick update while I’m cocktailing (or beering…I mean…whining…err wining…FINE cidering at the airport). Whatever. I’m drinking. Brian was just
As promised, I went back to the gym — And met the devil in plastic
A short while back, I mentioned something about needing to go to the gym so I could continue to indulge in comfort foods. And thus