Something about chocolate…

The only time I listen to the radio is in the car. And that’s only when we’re out running errands. If I’m going any distance, it’s CDs or the iPod depending on which one of us is driving. Yet with as little as I actually listen to the radio, I swear I hear the same damn song every time I’m in the car. It has a poppy beat you can dance to and would probably… Keep reading…Something about chocolate…

On to something big…

So...empty...

Apparently 34 is the age at which I get stupidly excited for a new freezer in my house. Who knew? We’ve been planning for an upright freezer pretty much since we moved into our house. It wasn’t a priority and we wanted to make sure we had the money to pay for it outright. We’ve been doing that with most of our big ticket purchases. We figure out what kind of budget we need to… Keep reading…On to something big…

Balsamic Garlic Pasta…Or Pasta Fresca…

Balsamic Garlic Pasta...or Pasta Fresca...

Bob and I had dinner at Noodles & Company the night he proposed. Romantic, no? We like pasta around here. Sometime after we moved into our house, I took to Google to find a copycat recipe for Noodles’s Pasta Fresca dish. I found something that involved the base ingredients listed on the menu and ended up tweaking it several times over to my own specifications, starting with the fact that I will likely never ever… Keep reading…Balsamic Garlic Pasta…Or Pasta Fresca…

A Year in Review…2013…

I don't want to die. I want to be alive...or a cowboy...

It’s 2014. What. The hell. 2011 was “The Year of the House.” 2012 was “The Year of the Denver Road Trip…and Andy Grammer.” 2013 was The Year of…apparently if it ain’t one thing, it’s another, fucking Christ. — 1.) Where did you ring in 2013? At home. Bob was probably playing a game and I was probably writing (or staring at the internet). 2.) What did you do in 2013 that you’d never done before?… Keep reading…A Year in Review…2013…

It’s nothing new…

It’s after midnight so Christmas is over. And thank God for that. Joe spent over a week in the hospital with pneumonia and ended up having surgery to clean out infection around his lung. A seven-inch incision and a deliberately broken rib, plus tubes to drain things, and 24/7 oxygen support, he was an ornery bastard who just wanted to go home and have a cigarette. If I were Gayle, I’d put my foot in… Keep reading…It’s nothing new…

Korean Beef…

Korean Beef...erm...turkey...

I’ve never had Korean food. Not to my knowledge at least. Though usually when I see pictures (recipes, articles, whathaveyou) of such foods, there are a lot of things I think I’d probably like if I had the opportunity to try them. Though unless I actively seek out these foods, I probably won’t be trying any of it anytime soon. Such is life. I have no idea if this Korean Beef recipe is anywhere near… Keep reading…Korean Beef…