Category Archives: Eggs

spouseless eating

pan-roasted asparagus w/ fried eggs & anchovy bread crumbs

Today I caught up on a handful of Spilled Milk podcasts at work and listened to a perfectly timed topic: spouseless eating. Tonight my husband (and it feels weird to finally call Dave that) had his book club meeting (yes, our group of guy friends was jealous of our girls’ book club and started their own) so I was on on my own for dinner. Spouseless eating usually means to me epic amounts of braised kale and spaghetti (or a trip to McDs if you are Dave) but since it is springtime at the market it is time for epic amounts of asparagus. I picked up two bunches yesterday at the market with plans to make this salad but I’ve been flipping through this book the last few nights and remember a recipe that featured asparagus. And it was especially perfect for a dave-less night because it called for anchovies. Continue reading

smoky red devil eggs

Deviled Eggs

I’ve never really been a picky eater per se, but there have been things I thought I hated. Take mustard as an example, I never understood why someone would ruin a perfectly good sandwich or hamburger with a big smear of mustard. It would be the only flavor I could taste. Up until a faithful day with my (now) fiance, a pretzel, some spicy mustard and Wrigley Field, I still hated mustard. Now, I appreciate a mustardy vinaigrette over some greens, or some spicy mustard for my McDs hashbrown (don’t hate). Continue reading

breakfast tacos

Breakfast Tacos

When I was a kid, we used to go on a lot of camping trips, simply because Texas is blessed with many wonderful state parks and my Mom is an avid birdwatcher. We even went as far as the Rockies in Colorado and Glacier National Park in Montana/Canada. I can remember spending hours laying in a hammock, tied between two trees with a big book. Or asking my Aunt Fay if she wanted another martini (apparently gin martinis with lots of olives were the drink of choice for the adults, my 8 year-old brain didn’t know the difference). But one of the best things about camping, was the food. Specifically, breakfast tacos. Continue reading