Rule #241: Taco Tuesday can also be Crock Pot Tuesday. I love me a good ole Taco Tuesday. I especially love me a good ole Taco Tuesday when it involves a slow cooker that does…View Post
Rule #125: We’re all better when we’re together.
I love me a good potluck, y’all. Gimme a whole bunch of folks coming together over some good food, and I’m a happy lady. Food is what makes the world go round, in my humble opinion. It should really be its own love language. I know, for me, that if I love you, I wanna cook for you. That’s why potlucks are so special: everyone pitches in to make the ultimate spread of little love notes. Even if all you do is pick up the cokes and ice, you’re showing someone else you’re lovin’ on ’em by filling their tummies.View Post
Rule #60: You win some. You lose some.
Our life lately has been a little competition between the WINNING and the LOSING columns. Rodeo: WINNING. Fun jewelry: WINNING. Potty training: LOSING.View Post
Rule #30: Let Willie do the dirty work.
Okay, I know I’m angering the BBQ Gods with this number. The right way to make pulled pork, as any good ole gal from Texas knows, is to smoke it low-and-slow for hours using all kinds of fancy wood chips and spices. And of course, you have the obligatory cold beer to drink while you’re doing all of that smokin’. BUT. This lady ain’t got time for dat. Instead, I’m using some spices, onion + garlic, beef stock, and my Crock Pot I’ve lovingly named Willie Nelson to get the job done for me.View Post
Rule #195: Work smarter, not harder. This time of year (okay, all times of the all the years), I’m looking for the easiest, yummiest possible dinners I can get my grubby hands on. I’ve had…View Post