In our house, one of the biggest stresses of late is our teething toddler who often refuses to eat what we put in front of her. She suspiciously eyes her sunflower butter sandwich, her carrot sticks, her banana slices, her organic grapes, her whole-wheat pancakes … and then tosses the bite-sized pieces, one-by-one, to the hovering (and, incidentally, very happy) dogs.
MoreAre you ready for the Final Four? Let’s get ready to ruuuumble!
Okay, I must admit: I’m not all that into basketball. But I am into any excuse for game-day food. I’m also not into toiling away in the kitchen while everyone else snacks happily in front of the TV. But I am into sitting in front of the TV with my friends and chowing down alongside them. Not into: prepping for hours and hours right before a party. Into: make-ahead, easy-peasy appetizers.
Garlicky Greek yogurt ranch dip
This is why I love dips. Dips are the quintessential make-ahead party food, and people not only love them, they sort of expect them. Plus, they’re oh-so perfect for making ahead of time.
Here are a few dip ideas and pointers that’ll help keep you happily hanging with your friends instead of sad and banished in the kitchen.
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The first time I tried to make a salad sandwich with chickpeas (also known as garbanzo beans), I neglected to smash them. It didn’t really occur to me that they’d roll all around and out of the sandwich as I tried to eat it. Don’t get me wrong, it was still tasty. Just, you know. Awkward.
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Pure class, baby. This post is pure class. Today I’m mixing mayonnaise and ketchup and calling it a recipe.
Except, actually, I actually do consider it a fairly legitimate recipe. And there are a few other things in there too. And it’s really, really (really) tasty.
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Thank freakin’ goodness. It’s spring! I’m feeling it. Easter is less than a week away, crocuses are already just about done blooming, daffs are due to show their sunny faces any day now, and perfectly green, fresh asparagus is in the market.
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Why are bakery baguettes so difficult to resist? Long, slender, perfectly golden brown … oh. It’s how I’d like to envision my non-long, non-slender, Seattle-pale self – sunning on a beach in Jamaica. Well, that answers that question.
Anyway, much much too often I add a baguette to my cart as I’m wandering the grocery store. And then it sits on the counter one day, two days … and then I have bread crumbs. Or future croutons. Or … garbage. (Note: the envisioning of oneself as a baguette stopped way before this stage).
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