Oh, how I miss the South! So, the only other thing I can do to keep from being homesick is cook Southern food, especially since we're up here in this bleak and bland land they call Kansas. (We haven't been impressed with Midwestern casseroles.)
Okay, I'm opinionated about instant pots and air fryers. I'm anti-instant pot, but I'm on my way to being converted to an air fryer believer. (The jury is still out until I've attempted egg rolls in the air fryer.) I will note that I would never have purchased an air fryer, but I did receive one as a Christmas gift from my kitchen-gadget-loving mother.
Typically, anything I'm looking for isn't even on sale, and anything I'm looking for most likely can't be purchased locally either. I also like avoiding indoor and outdoor traffic, fist fights in parking lots, and the flu.
I love smoked salmon at Christmas...by itself, on crackers or toast, for breakfast or lunch, even with green eggs, Sam, I am.
Merry Christmas Eve! There isn't anything like being snowed in curled up by the tree and fireplace in a fluffy blanket with a hot peppermint mocha. I don't need to run out and go through a line to order one, I can make it right here at home. I am my own barrista!
Well, I've gone and done it again; I've made a new tradition or two. This year I really wanted to try a bunch of new recipes and make them my own, and so far two of them are really big hits! I have more to make, but I've already made rum/bourbon balls and pumpkin seed brittle.
There's something about hovering over a baking sheet filled with roasted pumpkins seeds that are still crackling after coming straight out of a hot oven. I pretty much always burn my tongue as I try to eat them as fast as I can. They're the best when they're piping hot!
