I know that this is a strong statement, but this is seriously some awesome cornbread. I don’t know where you live right now, but Chicago is currently getting sacked with a windy, blowing snow storm.
My high-rise apartment is creaking in almost disturbing ways, and I am making due with the limited amount of groceries currently in my apartment. Thankfully, I had a bag of black eyed peas and some leftover smoked chicken to use up so I threw that into a pot with some onions and celery and some ground chipotle pepper for good measure. But, black eyed peas are just not worth eating without a nice hunk of cornbread on the side. Continue reading
Even though the sun is staying up longer and longer everyday, it is still winter. My one pair of full length running tights get worn just a little too long between washing than is socially acceptable. My days start with a big mug of intelligentsia french press which is followed by many more cups of hot tea. And weekends should be spent braising. Continue reading
The days are longer, the winter olympics are over, my wedding date is set and I am 4 weeks into my half-marathon training. It has been a pretty good February.
1. Day 11, 2. snow in her hair, 3. Lots of Snow!, 4. The View from my Office, 5. P021010PS-0204, 6. February 11, 7. The West Village, 8. cupcake close-up!, 9. Early Evening
Since I grew up in the Houston area, snow was always a big deal. I can remember in 2nd grade, all of our teachers let us go outside and have a 2nd recess because little flakes started to fall from the sky. I never made a snowman until one of my high school spring break ski trips to Colorado. In college, we got a few “snow days” often because of ice rather than truly good snowball fight type snow. Even though I am currently experiencing my 4th winter in Chicago, snow never gets old.
In case you haven’t heard, its been a pretty crazy winter for the Northeast (and a little bit for Texas too). I will admit that I am a little jealous hearing about feet of snow and multiple snow days when Chicago has only got a little 4-6 inch bursts in the city (the suburbs could be an entirely different story). But the one thing we all have in common is winter citrus. Continue reading
For a few semesters of college, I got a job working at Panera a few days a week. It was a perfect college job. Never had to show up too early since I wasn’t actually baking anything and it also wasn’t too late since the cafe closed at 9PM. The best thing about working the closing shift in the bakery was the free food. We were free to make up a bag of bread and bakery goodies to take home with us (all the leftover bakery stuff was donated every night and there was always plenty). This was also the semester that I lived in my sorority house so I would come home and stick the bag of goodies outside my door. I think my popularity got kicked up a few notches those semesters. But the greatest thing about Panera, at least I thought so at the time, are the soups. Specifically, the broccoli cheese soup. Cheesy, comforting, almost always on the menu, perfect. Now that I make more and more of my own soups, I really dislike store bought because they are always flavorless except for the obscene amounts of salt. Continue reading
Can you believe it is already February? Good thing I’m participating in a little project that lets me remember the little things when some days seem to blend together.
I will be back tomorrow to tell you about another really awesome soup. Preview….it involves extra sharp cheddar and cream….