I know I’ve got a good thing going when Dave tells me four times how good it is, then adds, “These meatballs are five times better than Ikea’s, and four times better than Costco’s.” I had no idea my husband had spent so
So I’m trying to be good. Good as in, “I will use up every bit of whatever I buy, open, and stick in the fridge.” It’s been a thing with me — but just with weird stuff. For instance, I’ll buy some new curry sauce
I had a dream last night … and it was a doozy.
I was in a foreign land, or so I thought, until I realized it was Brooklyn. Dave was there with me, and someone asked him to do a Catholic funeral at a place that was supposed to be a large church,
I was SO sure I had already posted this recipe, because it is just about the easiest thing you could ever pull together, and I make it a bunch, and why would I not have already shared that here? But when a friend asked me about it the other day, and
Happy Sunday, everyone! We had another really beautiful day at church ... lots of new people, a few faces I hadn't seen in awhile, one in particular that was very dear to my heart (daughter-ish, even). Being that my husband is the pastor, Sundays tend to be long days for us. Tera was on the worship team this morning, which meant that I had to have her there around 7:35, and we had a ministry leaders' meeting scheduled for 1:00, right after the second service. I was playing barista in our espresso bar before and after first service, but then, after wiping down the machine and putting everything away, I ran home to pop linner (late lunch; early dinner, don't ya know) in the oven and crock pot. Today, ham and scalloped potatoes sounded about right.
A friend from church had surgery earlier this week, and I’ve signed up to bring her a few meals. I wanted to make something creamy and comforting, and this dish came to mind. Now, it’s definitely creamy and comforting, but it’s not