When In Doubt, Add Bacon
I had a fantastic group of women here for class last week. They came with many different food concerns, from how to make family dinners
I had a fantastic group of women here for class last week. They came with many different food concerns, from how to make family dinners
What is that thing they say about people who do the same thing over and over and expect different results? Right. Well, that would be me when it comes to making chocolate mousse on Valentine’s Day. Or should I say, attempting to make chocolate mousse on Valentine’s Day?
Okay, are we sick of getting up in the dark yet? I don’t know about you, but I am. Don’t get me wrong, I love
In case you weren’t sitting around eating bonbons and watching TV at noon yesterday, here’s the segment featuring me on “Colorado’s Best.” (It’s kind
I don’t know if this automatically qualifies me as a snob, but I’m not a fan of recipes that call for cans of cream-of-anything soup.
The beginning of January is pretty brutal, huh? I mean, here we are, cookie-less and booze deprived, trying to remind ourselves that we really meant it last week, when — in the midst to helping ourselves to as much wine and frosted sugar cookies as it is humanly possible to consume — we said we were really looking forward to “a fresh start,” “drying out,” and “eating nothing but vegetables for a very long time.”