Not to disparage the fine state of Iowa, but I've never had the compulsion to go there. I've probably driven through it on one of my family's many road trips across the country, but I can't say I remember anything…
When my husband is out of town (which is often) I get lazy about a lot of things. For instance, all the shoes I wear in about a 2 week period end up in the living room because I can't…
Okay, my husband is officially the best. He's a diver and a spearfisherman, and I'm extremely fortunate to be the beneficiary of those skills. While he's very selective and judicious about how much he takes, I have certainly had my…
A couple days ago my favorite blogger, dooce, told an amusing story about how she scientifically and irrefutably proved that microwave-safe plastic bowls cannot withstand the magma-hot intensity of fresh bacon grease. Nice work, Heather. The world owes you big…
The day before Bacon Day, Naseem was at my house and asked me what we were going to do with all the bacon grease. We had toyed with the idea of offering it as a beverage option for the…
I have never in my life considered making a cheeseball. Until now. My memories of cheeseballs include unnaturally orange Wisconsin "cheddar" rolled in chopped nuts of some sort. Probably walnuts. Gross. This looked to be the same type of cheese…