I totally get why some people I know are obsessed with their slow cookers. And just like how I was late to the Pinterest party, I’ve finally figured out what slow cooker love is all about. I’m on board. I’m with it. I’m mad about the thing, to tell you the truth.
I spontaneously picked up a pork shoulder last Friday, not really knowing what I was going to do with it. But there it was, sitting in the case and somehow it found its way into my cart. It happens. I brought it home and did a little bit of research – I knew I wanted something different than my same old pork carnita standby because honestly, I think the whole DamFam is suffering from taco overload. Again, it happens. My fault completely, too. I decided on Asian flavors, and hit it out of the park with this meal.
…. aka: Homemade Fiddle Faddle. I realize this doesn’t qualify as dinner. Well, it could qualify as a meal if you were in that frame of mind, and you know I don’t judge when it comes to that sort of thing. I’m probably going to get in a heap of trouble with dentists and orthodontists and cardiologists everywhere for even suggesting that you make this at all, but I think like a food blogger and not a normal person, so this is what I’m sharing with you today.
I don’t know why I got it in my head that I needed to make Fiddle Faddle at home. But I’m the stubborn sort (ask anyone) and when I get an idea, I can’t let it go until I give it a go. So I made my first batch of this popcorn yesterday afternoon. Only one thing went wrong (and it was my fault completely); I mistakenly over measured on the amount of popcorn required for the recipe. Thus, my popcorn:toffee balance was way off – by about four cups. That didn’t stop my girls from sneaking clusters of it every time they walked past where it was cooling on the island, but they BOTH said (without realizing I had messed up) “this needs more toffee stuff.”
Another cross country season is well under way, and it never ceases to amaze (and confuse) me that all three DamKids share the freakish desire to pound their feet into the pavement every day after school, and most Saturday mornings, too. With all the running and training they do, it really isn’t any small wonder that they become rabid carb’ivores for a nearly four-month period every fall. It’s also no great surprise that by 8:20 every night they’re all either incredibly crabby or nearly falling over in a comatose state. If you’ve got student athletes, you know what I’m talking about.
So I thought it was funny (not funny like haha) that the second news story on The Today Show this morning – second, of course, to the opening piece on the referee debacle from Monday’s Packer / Seahawk game – was that we are about to be faced with a global bacon shortage. Brace yourself. This summer’s drought is going to have an impact. So bacon lovers, carbonara is a great way to get your fill.
This is one of my go-to recipes and I always, ALWAYS, have all of the ingredients on hand. There was a period last spring where I probably made carbonara every ten days or so. The punks call it ‘eggs and bacon pasta.’ Everyone here loves it, and we fight over the leftovers. It’s rich, easy and filling. Although it’s rather rustic, I would absolutely serve it to company. But don’t even go here if you’re on a diet, because I guarantee you won’t be able to stop eating it, and I don’t want anyone’s carbonara-induced muffin top on my conscience. This dish is an exercise in self control. Enjoy! : )
I could’ve/should’ve called this post “When good bananas go bad” — because everyone knows that a banana that’s turned on you is a beautiful thing. You can make all manner of heavenly creations out of bad bananas … smoothies and milkshakes, banana bread, and of course this amazing cake.
A conversation that my mom friends and I often seem to have is the one where we’re always shocked and incredulous over how much food teenage boys can shove in their faces. And how we aren’t convinced they actually even taste what they eat half the time. And how we all grocery shop multiple times during any given week yet somehow there’s NEVER ANY FOOD IN THE HOUSE. Combine the voracious hunger from fall sports practice with the midnight munchies that will soon (if they haven’t already) come from studying in to the wee hours, and the cabinet and fridge had better be stocked. No one wants to witness the Tazmanian Devil-child coming up empty after a late night kitchen raid … not me, anyway.
The husband and I went to dinner at another couple’s house this past Friday night. We had brats on the grill and they were fabulous – my first brat of the season in fact, yum. Our hostess (we’ll call her ‘A.G.’) mentioned grilling anything more complicated than basic burgers and brats (like ribs, for instance) sends her into a total tiz. She said she has never and would never attempt ribs because she is convinced she would wreck them and not do it right and spend a lot of money on an inedible disaster. Well that’s a bunch of hooey, said I. Total and complete baloney. I’ve got the perfect recipe for foolproof ribs, and here you have it. Anyone can make them …. anyone!
Suppose your inner Martha is considering hosting a cookout this coming weekend. You’re feeling pretty good; your patio pots are planted colorfully and the lawn is greening up. The guest list is coming together in your head and it’s growing by the minute because you’re a sweetheart of a gal and it pains you deeply to leave anyone out. The forecast looks amazing. A perfect party playlist is synced up in your head, it just needs to make its way to your portable electronic device. But even though you are channeling Martha, the menu has you stumped.
Lettuce wraps are one of those rare dinners that actually pleases whole DamFam. They’re fun to eat, a little messy, and healthy all at the same time. I have two different kid-tested, mother-approved versions for you today; one has been buried in the blog archive for quite a while, and the other is a recipe I simply cannot even believe I’ve never shared here before, especially since it’s high on the list of The DamFam Top Ten. Either one you choose to make would be perfect for a busy weeknight.
I’ll just say this from the get go: today’s recipe is definitely for the kids. It got four out of five thumbs up from the DamFam last evening. Would you believe the one dissenter was the Husband? Yeah … and he normally likes everything. I gave my approval because all three punks (including No Thank You Boy) liked it and said they’d eat it again. So, it was deemed blog-worthy.
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