pril showers brings May flowers colds. Ughh! I have been hit with the change of season bug. And let me tell you it is not fun. The only thing that has sounded good the past week has been a really brothy soup. But I guess the April showers also bring ramps. Ramps (otherwise known
t’s that time of the year again – Opening Day! Detroit’s unofficial (drinking) Holiday. Where people come together to celebrate their love for baseball, the first signs of spring and a day of debauchery. This year I realized I haven’t worked on Opening Day since 2008. Knowing how these days go I knew breakfast
uring the week I like to make quick meals. We also don’t eat a ton of pasta during the week. But this past week was an exception. I had made pesto on the weekend that I wanted to use up. Since my husband is on a new routine we have been measuring everything out.
y husband recently started a new workout program and is strictly following the meal plan that goes with it. Which is making it harder for me to put together meals. The real challenge is when I want to cook vegetarian. He is allowed lots of protein and unlimited veggies but his carb intake is restricted.
hen my husband goes out of town for work my desire to cook myself dinner becomes essentially non-exisistent. I lose all my domestic skills instantaneously. It’s ironic that even though I was single for years and cooked myself dinner all the time, but once he leaves and it’s almost like I’m helpless. One of the last times
sian cuisine is NOT my specialty in the kitchen. I will never claim to know the difference between Chinese food, Thai, Vietamese, Korean etc. because I don’t eat a ton of Asian inspired meals. First of all you know how high maintenance selective I am about meat. Secondly I suffered from MSG poisioning from an
fter the Holidays finally ended all we wanted was a home-cooked meal that was on the healthier side. We had Monday off so I knew I would have a little more time to spend on dinner if I wanted. Sometimes we do “Meatless Mondays” at our house. Like I have said before my husband is
aby it’s cold outside! And I mean really freaking cold! I think we went from an Indian Summer to straight up sub Arctic temperatures. When I woke up the other morning the temperature was four. FOUR degrees. Not only was it four degrees it then said “feels like negative seven”. When it’s cold like this, these
hen I was single living alone I cooked for myself all the time. I often made most of my meals on the grill because it was easy to whip up food for one. Most of the time I probably made dinner 4-5 nights a week and the other nights I would be out with friends