Y'all are never going to flipping believe it.
I ate damn stewed potatoes tonight!
Aren't you proud of me? I might also add that holy shenanigans they were pretty flipping good...like so good I almost licked my paper plate clean, but I didn't...but I wanted too.
That tends to happen when I eat something I love. I go a little crazy. I get a little dramatic. I prance and dance around the house like Sleeping Beauty's fairy godmother, Merryweather, when she's excitingly cleaning the kitchen for Aurora's 16th birthday.
It's magical I swear.
I love to make magic in the kitchen (and no I don't mean that kind of magic...y'all).
I love to create dishes that entice your senses and ignite the twinkle in your eye that used to happen every time you ate one of your grandmother's freshly baked cookies but may have been lost along the line somewhere in between the congealed cherry surprise or the mystery meat covered in gravy that was splatted into one of the little compartments of your one too many microwaved meals.
The holidays are the perfect time to make those little lights shine, and it is probably the reason why I go absolutely bat shiz crazy and cook as much as heavenly possible, all while breaking my back and absolutely in no way helping myself recover from the mono like symptoms I've had for the past few weeks.
But y'aaaaaaaaall...I just can't help myself sometimes...it's cooking and the excitement I feel when I make something that turns out exactly how I wanted it to really is my drug of choice.
Like these sparklingly festive, fantastical bites of bruschetta that will absolutely make you swear they're full of crack.
This recipe could probably easily feed 15 or so people, give or take, and do you want to know how much we have left here in this household of four?
Did I mention I made them today?
They pulled a disappearing act and went bye, bye in my belly...and into the bellies of the hubs, Mama F & Papa F too.
I told ya food was magical.
Getting to know you...
What's your (legal) drug of choice?
What gives you that magical feeling?
What do you make that magically disappears?