Ok, I think I've discussed I HATE wasting food.  Its my hard earned unemployment money going in the trash.  So what can I make with some almost gone by veggies, frozen chicken boobs, and one rogue premade pie crust?  You got it, Chicken Pot Pie.

Ingredients:

Seasoned Salt

Pepper

4 tbl Butter

3 tbl Flour

2 Boneless Chicken Boobs (well, 2 halves that is)

Whatever veggies are in the house that need to get used up fresh,…

Ok, so this isn't a long story, but I thought I would let y'all know how my adorable little son became THE YETI:

When we found out I was pregnant, we insisted that we would not find out what we were having until it hatched.  But, alas, my 20 week ultrasound rolled around, and we just couldn't wait.

So, doing what any normal person would do, I posed the question on Facebook what everyone thought we were having.  Of course, the usual boy girl votes came rolling…

...how much fun it is to attack my feet, full claws, under the sheets.  Every morning.  For nine years.  Its the worst alarm clock imaginable.

...that I must be awake at 4:30 am.  Every morning.  See above.

...any water is better than the clean, fresh water in her dish.  Preferably the toilet water.

...all cabinet doors need to be open.  Period.  End of discussion.  Said cabinet doors will be jiggled until the humans open…

I made this crazy good beef stew for Red on a raw rainy day and boy did it warm and fill the bellies quickly!  I named it Pot Roast Stew cuz that's what it be tastin like, Mom's pot roast.

I'm going to do 'Test Kitchen Tuesdays' from here on out.  That means that I am going to try a new cooking technique or use a new ingredient or product.  

Last night at the grocery store, Red was looking for a substitute for granola bars.  Having taken them in his lunch every day for years has apparently gotten old.  So after he left for work this morning, I looked for something to make for him…

When we had the Yeti, we agreed that since my Red drives trucks and runs heavy equipment all day and that I stay at home and rarely sleep, that I would take care of all the night time wake ups.  I absolutely had no problem with this and it works very well.  No over tired heavy equipment operators, thank you.

Christmas day, after we finished our family obligations, we decided to just go home, watch a movie, and crash.  Recover from that holiday hangover.  Red fell asleep in the…

As I was saying, I was having a rough day in the kitchen.  Again, in the spirit of not letting my apples go to waste, I wanted to make apple pie.  But apple pie is a pain to cut and serve so I searched the internet for another idea.  I happened across a recipe at Pillsbury for mini blackberry pies.  Why not make them mini apple pies?  They would be easy finger food for adults and all those little monsters running around opening presents.  Not that any of the kids I know ever eat anything on…

Ok, every dog has its' day, so the saying goes.  While doing my Christmas Eve baking for my in laws gathering, there were several minor disasters which almost ended in me wearing sweatpants and spending the entire evening on the couch with a teeny tiny glass of red wine.

I based my menu choices on my mother-in-law informing me that for their holiday gathering they would be doing 'pick me up' food.  That way, she said, nobody would have to cook anything.  Hmmm....  So I decided…

Ahhhh the age old tradition of the Yule Tide Tree.

This year, our closest friend and her mother were with out a pick up truck.  So, we banded together, a parade of Vermonters, to cross the line into Massachusetts (enemy territory), to obtain a tree.  Why, you ask, would people from Vermont get a Massachusetts tree?  It gives us something to complain about.

When we arrived at the local tree farm, Red retrieved his trusty…

No, I am not a religious fanatic, in fact, I can honestly say in 28 years, the only time I've entered a church is for weddings and funerals.  However, I do have to frequently remind myself of this Biblical cliche (especially when reading posts on Facebook, it seems).  However, unfortunately, making judgments and forming opinions is an involuntary human…

I was at a graduation party a few years ago and someone made this dish, but I never got the recipe, so I made my own!  My Red loves macaroni and cheese but thinks its too bland with out something in it.  I use the base recipe and will either add burger, sausage, or Steak-Umm's.  I would add a picture of how mine came out, but honestly, the hyenas attacked it before I could get a good picture.…

Ok, here she is.  In case you haven't read a previous post, I embarked on a journey of which I had never before tread, baking red velvet cake.  I used Paula Deen's recipe from the Food Network website (see below).  For frosting I used a…

My fiancé’s birthday is on December 23.  Inevitably, due to holiday conflicts, his birthday is never celebrated ON his birthday and he always gets his birthday and Christmas presents combined, poor bastard. Unfortunately for him (although much to my chagrin), he is turning 30 this year.  I take delight in the new ammunition.  Doing my wifely duty, I asked what I could contribute to the family birthday party (parents, grandmother,…

You may find, from time to time, that I post something that may seem trivial to most, but I find enormously exciting.  While I do not live a very green life style, I do try to reduce, reuse, recycle, donate, etc.  Any little bit helps, right?  I just need to say that I have been very perplexed to find uses for the scoops that come with cannisters of formula.  They have been accumulating in the utensil drawer, with out purpose, for almost a month.  Then, that flicker of…

Before the Yeti was born, my Red's very generous mom took me to Babies 'R Us to purchase a crib.  We got a beautiful one that was modeled after sleigh style furniture.  At our pig roast/baby shower we got the most adorable bed set with monkeys on it and I couldn't wait to get his nursery all set up and decorated.  I couldn't wait to bring my little man home to sleep in his new cozy quarters.

Ok, so we had the Yeti, blah blah blah, get home, and put him in his…