CUORE FELICE

A word about Sourdough Adventures: It's not for everyone. But I started my starter a couple of years ago. My brother has surpassed my skills and crumb. Three of our family members jumped in the game this Christmas. The time commitment of feeding the live beast is one thing. Finding ways to make magic of the discard is another beast altogether. If you know, you know. Discard means you become a slave to the risen and fallen bubbles. If you haven't named your beast, do so NOW. I

Christmas morning at Mo's means Eggs Benedicts by Howard, Buttered Grits by Mo, and Sweet Rolls by Katie. And the curried fruit is the cherry on top! Thrown to the wolf that is the Cusinart, I made the Hollandaise this year. CONFESSION: In fear of the command performance, I googled Martha Stewart and Ina Garten in the wee small hours of Christmas Eve. I've got the ratio down now. It's a 1/4 cup of butter per egg yolk. Just need to taste for salt, acid, and heat after blendin

Well, shame on me. I thought this recipe was on the blog since I've been making it for so long. Turns out, it's not. When making sugar bacon for my advisees years and years ago, I would make this copycat Cracker Barrel hashbrown casserole to go with it. Another teacher once tried both the sugar bacon and the casserole and told me to start sprinkling the sugar bacon OVER the hashbrown casserole . . . To each his own. I recently entertained a debate on salted vs. unsalted butt

So, my breakfast strata is a go to. Just like the strata, you can use whatever ingredients you want. For the book binders, I did one with caramelized onions, spinach, and boursin cheese. So easy to use up leftovers: meats, veggies, whatever. But this Christmas, I wanted to make a heartier option for a day of book binding with family. This fall, the Pioneer Woman shared recipes for her college-aged son. One of them was a breakfast bake that she froze, so he could bake them o

Once my father married my stepmother, Columbus Day was spent at an unsuspecting "resort" in West Virginia. Yes, I heard it - " resort in West Virginia ." Some of the main events included the flag raising and anthem every morning at 7 am right before the breakfast bell, a large community room with metal puzzles, cider, and snacks right before the dinner bell, and a nightly bonfire with camp songs and roasted hot dogs. (It cracks me up remembering Uncle Craig acting out the mot

Pretty sure this was the last snow day of the year. . . So this was the weekend. So I tried zucchini fries in the air fryer last week:...

I often ask people, "If you were stranded on a deserted island with only one food, what would it be?" My answer used to be avocado, but I...

Last week, a mistake turned into a find and an experiment. I decided to add Ree Drummond's cheese bread to the meal train last weekend....

But I had to use up the following odd mix: jalapeño peppers from the garden, chives from the garden, a lemon, and sour cream. . . And...

How have I never posted the pumpkin bars that I've come to make every September 8?!? Maybe worried to step on Pinch of Yum's toes? I'm in...