The great pizza debate rages on and I’m desperate to know where you fall. Click the “Continue Reading” button below for a Pizza Pie Poll to solve the pizza puzzle once and for all. And, yes, there will be a pie chart.
This global health catastrophe really takes the fun out of binge-eating junk food, which is tough because binge-eating junk food is my favorite thing. But today I’m bringing you Kelly’s best family recipe–Beer Cheese–and if those two words don’t do it for you, then I don’t know what will.
Apparently I’m not the only one stress-baking these days. Article in a nutshell: Flour and yeast are very much in demand right now, but there’s no shortage. Baking is therapeutic, and can be an extremely helpful way to manage anxiety. It’s also an activity that brings families together.
Anyway, this past week, I spent quite a bit of time baking away my feelings.
I’m a little ashamed to admit how quickly a desperate french fry craving set in after we started quarantining. I miss a lot about my pre-quarantine life–family, friends, freedom–but it’s the lack of French fries that hit first.
Now more than ever, it’s important to practice social distancing and self quarantine if possible so that we prevent the spread of COVID-19 and protect the elderly, those who have preexisting conditions and/or compromised immune systems, and the medical professionals who are on the frontlines. Let’s work together so that our healthcare system doesn’t collapse.
Anyway, it goes without saying that in no way am I trying to incite panic with this post or encourage hoarding if your community’s stores are visibly struggling to keep shelves stocked.
As a blogger husband on the internet in 2020, I know I’m supposed to fill your feed with trendy diet fads designed to make you feel guilty and me feel special. But it’s Opposite Day on the internet, and instead, I’m writing from my (ever-expanding) gut to share details on my favorite food. I’m talkin’ frozen pizza, and while it ticks every single one of the millennial food shaming checkboxes,
I love a recipe that has all the ingredients right in the title. This soup hasn’t yet had its Cobb Salad, Italian Wedding or Reuben sandwich moment but it’s on it’s way. In our house we just call it “Gammie’s Soup” and it is the absolute perfect meal for a chilly winter day…and as a family in the middle of a Chicago winter you’d better bet we’re souping this soup on the reg.
Does anyone know why the world’s major retailers convene for these massive sales in the middle of July? Of course, the Nordstrom Anniversary Sale opens to the public in a few short days, which the ladies in my life seem to be very excited about. But we’re here to talk AMAZON PRIME DAY 2! I went through the whole sale so you don’t have to.
Do I look tired? Lately, I’ve been much less Cookin’ with Mitchand more Admittin’ Defeat with Mitch. Kelly’s wild pregnancy cravings change mid-cook, and much of what I make ends up in the garbage… though frankly, it probably belongs there. ;) Don’t let this fancy, once-in-a-while cooking column fool you; I’m not great in the kitchen. One just can’t write a blog post called Microwavin’
Hi, Friends! Cassandra here from The Calm Collective again. (I’m helping Kelly out while she and Mitch are on their babymoon in Rhode Island!)
What are you guys up to this weekend?! I’m currently embracing a quiet night in with some vino, Netflix, veggie chili, and a sweet pup at my feet. The candles are burning, the twinkle lights are [still] on, and there’s a bubble bath in my very near future.
Kelly is a lot of things. She’s beautiful; fashionable; intelligent; loving; funny; nice-smelling; mother to my child(ren). But technically savvy with her Mac she is not. Honestly, Kelly running a website is a more surprising than Noodle cooking a soufflé would be. But here we are.
Even worse is that Kelly, in all her technical prowess, is kind of my boss for half the day.
Raw chicken is absolutely disgusting. The bone-in, skin-on cuts are a complete horror show, but frankly, any raw chicken is gross. A plain old raw chicken breast sitting there all slimy, pale pink and… hold up… gulp… I need to change the subject.
If I was in charge, I’d live life as if raw chicken didn’t even exist,
I can’t believe that tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Did you know that because it’s celebrated on the fourth Thursday of November every year, the earliest date it can land on is November 22nd and the latest is the 28th? Since tomorrow is the 22nd, it’s no wonder we all feel a bit blindsided by Thanksgiving this year! It is early. (Next year, btw, we’ll celebrate on the 28th.)
I’ve been putting off creating city guides for New York and Chicago since… I started this blog five years ago. 😂 They’re frequently requested, but I just never sit down to create ’em. I suppose it’s because it seems like such a daunting task. How could I possibly put together a comprehensive guide to navigating what are arguably the two best cities in the country (😉) and not miss anything?!