Ooooooh, I’ve got one for you today. A pull-out-the-stops, knock-‘em-dead appetizer. Fancy enough for a fabulous soiree and hearty at the same time. An hors d’ oeuvre that will establish your street cred as a total rock star in the kitchen, and elicit marriage proposals from whomever you serve it to.
I’m kidding! It’s the Holidays, friends. Let’s none of us be out wrecking homes over a hunka’ beef tenderloin.
You read that right, it’s not a typo. Keep an open mind. Today’s recipe is outstandingly delicious and is absolutely, 100% worth your time to make and eat. I know this because I witnessed grown women fighting over a platter of these crostini at an ornament exchange last Thursday evening. It was ugly, I tell you! So was the battle over the ornament I brought, (pretty white ice skates from Sendik’s, of course), but that’s beside the point.
If I’ve never mentioned it here before, tight fitting jeans are an occupational hazzard of a food blogger. Would you believe I had my fingers crossed that I wouldn’t like this recipe? It’s true. I was hoping that it would be made, it would stink, and I would toss it in the garbage and chalk it up to a recipe testing fail (which sometimes happens, I just don’t share the bombs with you here). Now (as in right now, when I’m home all by my lonesome), the dip pictured above is hanging around on the kitchen counter, ten easy paces away, tempting me to have another teensy taste, just to make extra sure it’s ‘blogworthy’ (ie: fit to print).
I have to thank the sweet girls in the Mequon cheese department for introducing me to my latest bad habit: Cambozola cheese, my friends. A soft and creamy blue – if you’re a blue fan, you simply must try it! And what better time to give it a taste than during the month of September, when it’s being featured as the Cheese of the Month!? (read: it’s ON SALE!)
We’re nearly through the Holidays! Hooray for us, we’ve almost made it! The endless party conga is about to call it quits.
And I have to tell you, I’m so darned tired of cooking. Tired of cleaning the kitchen and loading / unloading the dishwasher too. At present, I’m staring at a dried up, once-gorgeous-but-now-bordering-on-pathetic tree that needs to be taken down ASAP.
Mmmm, I have a problem with cheese. Goat cheese, in particular. I can’t seem to incorporate enough of it in to my diet.
This is one of the craziest, busiest, and most hectic weeks of summer we’ve had so far — I guess to make up for the peace and quiet I enjoyed while both of our girlies were away at camp last week. Well, the party’s over, as they say.
After a week-long hiatus, I’ve resumed my roll as the official DamFam taxi driver, laundress, short order cook, maid, and referee, and my ‘to-do’ list is spiraling out of control.
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