Yogurt cups are one of my favorite lunches. They're convenient, easy to grab, and yummy. But they are often too sweet for me, and so I wondered why I was settling for the flavors at the grocery store. Why not make my own?
They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. And if my husband’s stomach was doing the ordering, it would order potatoes. In any way, shape, or form. These potatoes did the trick for him. Combine all
Thanksgiving is a big deal at the Cabrera residence. The menu is planned weeks in advance to make sure everyone is satisfied with the side dishes and desserts. My mom takes out her good silverware to be polished. My dad spends the days prior to the dinner cleaning the house and making the backyard look... Read more » [LINK]
What's the difference between a calzone and a pizza pocket? This is one of the mysteries of life I hope to one day know the answer to. We love calzones in our house! Always have, always will.
I have to admit I've never understood the popularity of the "Sunday brunch" at otherwise decent restaurants—the lines are ridiculous, the food often subpar, and you know as well as me the waitstaff have plenty of better things to do (like nurse their own hangover). My indifference to this cultural phenomenon doesn't mean I don't love a pile of pancakes and a fried egg or two; it's just that I prefer them from the comfort of my own home.
