cheesy dog biscuits (a treat for man’s best friend)
Idle hands are the devil’s playthings. I do believe that applies to every idle-handed minute in our house for a …
Idle hands are the devil’s playthings. I do believe that applies to every idle-handed minute in our house for a …
Remember when I said I was constantly trying to come up with new salad combinations to take the monotony out …
He’s strong to the finich, ’cause he eats his spinach… (and anything else that falls in his path.) He’s Charley …
When it’s hot outside, bring the s’mores indoors. I have very fond childhood memories of these sugary, tooth rotting, s’mores …
I love looking at photos of food. And watching t.v. shows about food. And reading blog posts about food. One …
One way, or another… You’re gonna make these. You’re gonna bake them, bake them, bake them, bake them. One day, …
Earlier this week I seriously had a dream about a candy creation that mimics the old “Mallo Cups.” Except it …
I never get to watch TV anymore. There always seems to be something, or someone, that needs tending to. Long …
I’ve been making potato salad the same way for the last 23 years, so I’m always dumbfounded when people ask …
Recently, one of my old ad agency friends challenged me with the question “If you could only eat a cookie …
Well, look at that. It’s Thursday again. Time for a read-one-get-one recipe extravaganza. I actually came up with this combination …
I grew up in Upstate New York, where rhubarb grew rampant in our backyard like a weed. All summer long …