Just Another Maineiac Monday

Lately, I've had zero time to blog. So I thought I'd quickly throw up a mishmash of the super important stuff that's currently taking up all of my precious time. Let's start with Gordon Ramsay. My 10-year-old daughter is obsessed with him. She watches all 179 of his current TV shows. Here's just a sampling: …

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My Son — aka The Human Garbage Disposal

I like to buy food. I like to eat food. I like to open up the fridge and find food that I just bought still there. Sadly, this is no longer. Why? Because my son, CJ, is an eating machine. He has the appetite of a cop at an All-You-Can-Eat Krispie Kreme Buffet. And he eats …

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Firsts and Lasts with Rachel from Rachel’s Table

Food -- damn, how I love food. Cooking -- damn, how I suck at cooking. But I don't have to worry, I simply have to visit the red hot food blog, Rachel's Table and steal all of her recipes. Rachel, or Rachey-Pooh, or RP -- as I affectionately call her -- is the master of not only cooking, but …

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Life is Better with a Pint of Vermont’s Finest

You came to me much like a dream, bold yet sweet, you reigned supreme. One tiny taste and I was sunk, this crazy lust, I willingly drunk. With promises of sugar and spice, I gobbled you up, my wicked vice. Thoughts of you would enter my day, I had to be with you, there was no …

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Confessions of a Bad Cook

When I was a child, the kitchen was always a mysterious place. My mother would tie her “Kiss Me, I’m Irish!” apron on and disappear in there, banging around the pea green and pale yellow cupboards for hours. Eventually she’d emerge, and huge platters of meatloaf, mashed potatoes and green beans would magically appear. I’d only …

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