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…
I love haiku. It's a poetry form that requires discipline, but only briefly. Like a tiny sudoku or a 24-tile Rubik's cube. Once, during a particularly stressful time at work, my bo ss and I relieved our stress by exchanging…
I have to start this post with two apologies. First, I apologize to the Paradise Island Gourmet Popcorn company. We were remiss in sampling your product. Second, I apologize to our readers, for not getting the word out sooner about…