The main reason I wanted to make these is because I was drawn to the name. Even though it has nothing to do with salt, it made me think of the Ocoee River and how much I miss the mountains and going rafting in the summers. Also, these involve chocolate and peanut butter, so…there was…
Author: Erin
For the entirety of my life I have hated ketchup. I think I can trace this back to a time when, as a curious three-year-old, I chewed on a ketchup packet and it exploded in my mouth. It was so traumatic and disgusting that I still remember it and am still scarred. But apparently not liking ketchup…
Despite them being the most notorious mom-please-don’t-make-me-eat-that food, I had never actually had Brussels sprouts until a few nights ago. Although it is entirely possible that I am blocking a horrific encounter from my memory. But, this being a blog of food adventuring, I thought that I should attempt to conquer one of the most…
How many times will I have to learn the same cooking lesson? (I suspect many more). I was all ready to make brioche bread on Friday afternoon, and so on Thursday night I said to Gerrit, “I better read this recipe to see what I need to do ahead of time.” And when I said…
I really don’t think I had ever had risotto until last year when Gerrit and I went on our little honeymoon to Asheville, North Carolina (seriously the best city I have ever eaten in–if you ever visit, go to the Tupelo Honey Cafe at least two or three times, maybe even every day–and oh my…