I love St. Patrick's Day. I know it's terribly unfashionable to admit so, but I love it all: I love the wearing of the green, I love the dogs in costume, I love the KISS ME I'M IRISH buttons. Give me a pair of glittered, bobbly shamrocks affixed to a headband and I'm one bonny Irish lass. The green beer? Hell yes.…
Back in January we created an incredibly stupid bracket to determine The Ultimate Super Bowl Dip. As incredibly stupid things are wont to be, it was also incredibly fun and incredibly hilarious and brought out the best and worst in just about everyone who participated.
I assume everyone who is in a CSA lives, like I do, in a constant state of panic. Those vegetables are challenging and judge-y in equal measure and also if anyone would like some pickles I'm practically drowning in them.
Want the recipe? Sure you do.
Many, many months ago someone asked me for a white chili recipe. I do make a mean white chili, and I'm not afraid to say so.
I really like beans. And I make 'em a lot! In allllll different ways, and then I sort of forget to write down what I did ("Oh I'll remember! It was so easy, just a bay leaf here and a shake of Liquid Smoke there, what's to even write down?!") And then I have to go clean something to work through my feelings of anger…