Midwestern-inspired comfort food to make your tummy happy and your ass big.
Editor’s Note: The lovely and talented @lipsticknlager of Twitter and Instagram fame has graced us with a couple of glorious Stranger Things-themed recipes. Below is the first. Enjoy, mouth-breathers. I am so beyond excited about the return of Stranger Things for season 2 that I LEGIT texted Fontina after inspiration came to me in the…
The world is a cruel and dark place. The most beloved show of all time (that’s a claim I’m making without basis but I feel to be true) is beginning its last season. Game of Thrones. Was that not clear? Even worse, it’s being split up over the next two years. If that’s not George…
The world is a cruel and dark place. The most beloved show of all time (that’s a claim I’m making without basis but I feel to be true) is beginning its last season. Game of Thrones. Was that not clear? Even worse, it’s being split up over the next two years. If that’s not George…
I think I’ve only ever done a birthday post one other time and that was Sir Patrick Stewart. So I have to really love someone to do a whole recipe just for their birthday. And I really love Aaron Paul. Dude is fucking delightful and doesn’t even act like the shit that he is. I…
I am generally a summer Grinch. This summer wasn’t so bad. Lots of rain and a ruined garden. But it’s better than the past ten summers, I’d say. Regardless, I’m ready to usher in fall. But before that, i need some closure on this past season… So shove some of these Goodbye Summer Muffins in your…
I was having a conversation with my mom about foods that we ate twenty years ago. A lot of it was stuff that she used to cook for us… but that turned to a conversation about stuff my Grandma used to make. Cinnamon ice cream, fried walleye, cheese sandwiches… and then my mom mentions wilted…
Patty Pizza, Patty Pizza, Bacon’s Jam Fry Me A Pickle As Fast As You Can Texture. It’s more important than most people give it credit for. It can be the make or break element of a dish. It’s also psychological and shit. I mean, I’m no psychologist… but I know having a lick of a…
I’m going to be upfront with you. I’m not a full-time food blogger. I have a day job. Sometimes, it’s a time-consuming day job. Sometime I don’t have a lot of time to write a full-on story here about why I made a recipe and what it means to me. I made coconut mango rice…
If I were on death row, I would want my last meal to be: an aged gouda and duck prosciutto crab rangoon sesame-encrusted ahi tuna, rare my Oberyn Martell smashed potatoes chocolate croissant (from France, not the American bullshit) I know it doesn’t all match, but I’m a dead woman, I don’t give a fuck….
I’m a junkie. A fiend. I can’t stop, I always want it. I’m partaking now, as I write this column. LEMON. Lemon curd. Lemonade. Lemon coconut balls. Lemon drops. Lemon garlic butter. Lemon cream pie. Lemon sorbet. Lemon bacon grilled cheese. Lemon blueberry muffins. Lemon macarons. Lemon thyme chicken. Lemon bars… seriously, I could keep…