Happy Accident: Hello Fresh.

We had our annual summer break last week, and summer decided to finally make its landing at the same time. Ten glorious days, nine of them sun-filled and balmy. The last thing that I wanted to do was shop, and even more lastly, plan dinner. I figured that I’d just wing the week and if […]

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“Hello”, Tasty Tuesday.

I’ve fallen off the wagon. I’ve taken a tumble out of my seat and right over the side of the wagon, hitting the ground as that wagon keeps rolling on by. What wagon have I fallen off of? Well… a few to be honest here. Blogging for starters. The small amount of time I have […]

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Why Not Wednesday: Protein Granola Bars

I have forever been on a mission to make myself a better snack. One where I don’t have to give (re: compromise) too much, if anything at all. Remember my protein hockey pucks? Yeah, those babies steered me off the path of making my own snacks for a bit. I think I finally ended up […]

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For the (not so) love of Oatmeal.

One of the things that has happened in my adult life is an interest in trying new foods. I’ve tasted, and fallen in love with foods from all over the world. Some foods, that if you told my 18-year old self a decade and a half ago that I’d enjoy – I’d have laughed at […]

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Tasty Thursday: Spinach Ricotta Cheesy Chicken.

(Let it be noted that that’s probably not the name of this recipe. It came nameless, and it’s the best description of what I made and am passing along the recipe for…) I have an aunt that’s really good at doing one thing with her Facebook… And that’s making me feel like I’m dying a […]

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Meatless Monday: Gnocchi aioli.

When I’m in the heat of playoffs at work, life can get a bit insane. It’s often during that time, I’m either leaning heavily on the use of the crockpot, or I’m a bit obsessive-compulsive about food prep on Sundays. If I even have Sundays for food prep. Sometimes, when we have a record number […]

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The Forgetful Momma: No egg, no butter pancakes.

I can’t really call myself a forgetful momma, because, well, I was this way pre-baby. Grocery lists and I are enemies of the biggest kind. I can remember childhood friends old house phone numbers. I can remember any birthday. Addresses. Names of all of my teachers. My brain retains some of the craziest, pointless “facts”. […]

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