It happens sometimes – even to Sendik’s biggest fan. It happened to me on Sunday. I had plans to go to the Mequon store after my workout. But there I was at the gym, where I had just done my time on the treadmill. As I was disinfecting the console for the machine’s next victim, Stephen Tyler began butchering the National Anthem to open the Patriots / Ravens game. It was awful (a little pitchy, dawg!), and yet, I was completely riveted. Like a car crash you know you shouldn’t slow down to peek at but you just can’t help it. And after one look at Tom Brady’s mug, I was sucked in. I needed Sunday football in my life.
I was talking to some friends this past weekend about the order of events in their home on Christmas morning. I’m not going to name them here (they know I love them), but here’s what they do: first, they open their stockings. But before they open any presents, they proceed in an orderly fashion to a formal, hot breakfast of bacon and eggs, the whole nine yards. After dining, they take turns opening one present at a time. Gift opening comes to a complete halt when someone unwraps an item of clothing and (wait for it) the recipient must try on and model said apparel for the rest of the family, receive compliments and admiration, and offer up effusive thanks. Then the civil, one-at-a-time gift opening can resume. Well, I was kind of snickering (they weren’t) because – first of all, this must take hours. And, not to make it sound like I can’t manage to maintain some small modicum of decorum in my house, their order of events is in sharp contrast to what happens at our home on Christmas morning.
If you’ve been around the blog for a while you will recognize this recipe — I posted it for the first time a year ago this week. I’m putting it out here once again because it got rave reviews from sooooo many people (I’m talking like, at least five or so, maybe more). I know I’ve got a hit on my hands when people are emailing, or Facebooking, or telling me in person by shouting out the car window in the pickup queue at school how much they like a recipe. And I’d be lying through my teeth if I said I didn’t downright live for those sorts of moments.
The first shout out goes to all my ‘Loser friends at the Mequon Sendik’s … BIGGEST LOSER, of course! The participants at the Mequon store won the Sendik’s Biggest Loser challenge. Woot, woot! This recipe is for all of you Losers everywhere – keep it up! Mequon girls (ahem, you know who you are), don’t go celebrating over slices of cheesecake — make some of these muffins instead — you won’t believe they’re light. They’re rich and chocolatey and I have my kids fooled into thinking they’re cupcakes.
Roses are red
And your mom is a peach
I think you should make her
This nice spinach quiche!
I made this over the weekend. It was awesome. You should make one too. ‘Cause even when you’re eating light, sometimes a girl’s gotta have cake for breakfast.
National Pancake Day is just around the corner. As in tomorrow. And since I care deeply about how you celebrate this sacred occasion(*), I’m here to encourage you to think outside the Bisquick box and get in touch with your fancy side. Tonight, after the homework has been accomplished, the tears have been dried (kidding, there’s no crying in homework!), and your kiddos are off entertaining themselves with the good old xBox360, take a few quick minutes to blend up a batch of crepe batter.
Disclaimer: Homemade Cinnamon Swirl Bread is a highly addictive and habit forming substance, whose aroma and consumption may cause intense feelings of comfort, warmth, and coziness. HCSB may result in a strong urge to purchase flour, sugar, and butter in bulk. Users who over-indulge in HCSB may experience profoundly disastrous kitchens, dishpan hands, and a wardrobe made entirely of lycra and spandex.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I’m on my third batch in six days. I can’t seem to keep enough butter in the house, and I’m scouting six-slot toasters online.
Here’s a cheerful quote from an unknown author – something for us all to ponder as this little food blog kicks off 2011:
“People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and New Years, but they really should be worried about what they eat between New Years and Christmas.”
Thanksgiving Day is a marathon, friends. Not a sprint. You’ll want to keep this in mind as you fuel yourself throughout next Thursday. You’ll need your strength and endurance. Because if your family is anything like my husband’s, it’s bound to be a long, activity filled day. There will be tons (TONS!) of leaves to rake and hikes to take. Hands of cards and board games to play. Football on tv. And of course, catching up with relatives. We must maintain our energy. We must have SUSTENANCE!
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