Rebel with a BBQ
Rules are made to be broken! Actually, I take that back, as I just unsuccessfully tried to come up with a list of breakable rules in my head. I’m not much of a rebel. However, in honor of Labor Day today, here are two rules I absolutely do not stand behind: 1. No wearing white after today. Ummm, has everyone already forgotten that less than two months ago we celebrated Independence Day? Wear...
i scream... you scream... you know the rest
Those who know me well know I’m not much of a sweets person. But John and I were feeling adventurous so went to Beverly Hills to try the new Sprinkles Ice Cream that just opened next to Sprinkles Cupcakes. I ordered a scoop of red velvet ice cream in a cup and it was deeeelish. They take vanilla ice cream and smash a Sprinkles red velvet cupcake in it - icing and all. Swoon! Plus, the cup...
peaches and whiskey and bbq chicken... oh my!!
Happy Memorial Day! While it’s fun to be super excited for a vacation from work (YAY!) it’s of utmost importance to remember why. So before I discuss the wonder that is peach-whiskey barbecue chicken, I want to express my deepest gratitude to all the courageous and selfless men and women who died serving our great country - in addition to those still serving around the world today. We...
if you chop it, they will come
A month or so ago while in search of a good side dish for dinner, I was lucky enough to land on this little gem of a recipe from Food Network Chef Guy Fieri for Asian Slaw. I became instantly addicted to this stuff, and in fact just brought it to Easter lunch at my Aunt and Uncle’s last weekend. It’s especially great to bring to a gathering because it’s easy to prep ahead of time...
Context and memory play powerful roles in all the truly great meals in...– Anthony Bourdain (tgif, everyone!)
lasagna for breakfast? oh. yes.
I was supposed to go to my Cardio Barre class after work but I left too late and couldn’t make it on time. Well, I shouldn’t call it “my” class since I rarely go and it’s with 20+ other women. Details. Sooooo the point is that while my dreams of a perfect summer body are disappearing more quickly than my plate of bacon will on Easter morning (see Lent post), the...
One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop...– Luciano Pavarotti (The bf is in Seattle traveling for work and saw this quote scrawled on a chalkboard at Delicatus, where he had lunch. Had to share!)
it's that time again...
TTFN, my loves. I will count down the 40 days and 40 nights until we meet again. See ya on the flip side. Happy 1st Day of Lent! xxoo, marissa
on glittery cake and plastic babies
Mardi Gras has never particularly enthralled me. I picture loud, drunk people roaming the streets of New Orleans and vying for beads in inappropriate ways… also possibly wearing face paint and costumes (both no’s for me beyond the age of 10.) Granted, I feel bad for never giving it much of a chance since I try to see the good in everything. So, I’m here to publicly apologize to...
a bite is worth a thousand words
The first post on a blog comes with so much pressure. If this blog was a meal at a restie you’ve never eaten at it’d be like the bread that comes to the table - let’s be honest if it’s not warm and the butter is ice cold it sets the tone for the rest of the experience. So here’s my attempt at serving fresh-out-of-the-oven bread with perfectly tempered butter - you...