My husband and I are in the beginning stages (very beginning) of planning a long-distance move. We decided after this winter, between the absurd amounts of snow and the polar vortices (vortexes?), we wanted to go somewhere it snows a whole lot less. As the fates will have it, a job opportunity presented itself somewhere it never snows, and if … Read More
Ninety-nine percent of the world would call this a recipe for Sloppy Joes, but in the town where I grew up, it’s Hamburger Barbecue. Everyone’s grandmother has a recipe for it, but mine had the best.
You read that correctly — Salted. Caramel. Chocolate. Chip. Cookie. Bars. And, yes, they are as amazeballs as you think they are.
If I wanted to live in a winter wonderland, I’d move to Buffalo, Michigan, or one of the Dakotas. Between the polar vortexes (vortices?) and what seems like unending snow storms, I’m this close to packing all my shit up and moving to Florida.
When this song came on the radio today, my coworker came out of the office and pointed up to the speaker. “Are they really playing ‘Creep’?”
It sounds like a weird combination, but this soup is a tradition in my family. It came from a restaurant that one of my uncles worked at in the ’80s. My mom’s family goes bonkers for it. Especially my great-uncle, who one year, hid the big container that my mom had brought to my grandmother’s for everyone to share at … Read More
Not to get all nostalgic on you all (I’m totally going to get all nostalgic), but the ’90s were a fantastic moment in music. I may not have fully appreciated ’90s pop when I was living in that time period (punk phase and all that), but I certainly do now.