Grilled Salmon with Roasted Corn Relish

Oh, this old thang?  It’s nothing I promise.  Just simply perfect grilled salmon (muchas gracias, cowboy) over a bed of corn relish.

Come Hither, and sit down.

Gooey Cheerio Bars

You know I sure enjoy rice crispy treats.  Can we ever really outgrow them?  I think not.

Confession: I do feel like a 4 year old posting this (dare I say) recipe.  Cherrios, really?  Yes I’m sitting at the table in my paint splattered jean skirt and Ghost Busters tee shirt, with my hair in a sideways pony, feet dangling from my chair as I humming happily eat these.

Spicy Peanut Noodles

Shucks guys.

I totally missed out the last 24.5 years of my  life.  I was not an Asian cuisine kinda gal.  It was another one of those darn Nevada things.  I had never really consumed a lot of Asian food and I had never really experimented with Asian cooking until becoming a Pacific Northwestern.  I’m here to tell you it is not as scary as I thought it would be and it is quite delicious.

Baked Chicken Parmesan

Just got myself a spray tan and I’m feeling super extra sass-a-frass.  

Maybe Jersey Shore cast members will let me kick it with them.  We could go out for a wild night on their seaside town, boogie to the break of dawn, and then I could tinkle in the street.

This would all be done sober on my part.  Whaaa?  I’m not a drinker.

Banana Peach Bread

Do you ever want to slide across the floor Risky Business style?  I do, and I did.

With Bob Seger cranked way up loud and decked out in tighty whities, crew socks, and one of my husband’s button down shirts I went skidding across the kitchen floor.  I felt this morning needed a little something extra included into my daily routine.

Southwestern Salad

Hotty McHotterson outside?  Don’t you do it.  The thought of turning on the oven makes my makeup run down my face.  I then become BoBo the crying clown.  No one likes her.  Maybe because she is frightening and unpredictable.  A loose cannon if you will.  She scares all walks of life and people scatter every which way to avoid her.

McHugh Palooza

 

 

 

 

Can we please go over what this past weekend consisted of in my home?  It’s a little thing our family likes to call McHugh Palooza.

 

Pecan Pie

I know you’re slumped at your computer rolling your eyes exasperatingly and thinking, really another pecan pie recipe?  No, not just another pecan pie recipe.  Wipe the sleep from you eyes and listen up.

My favorite pecan pie recipe.  It is special, nay I say, magical.  In the lineup- I’ve cut out the usual corn syrup that every other pecan pie calls for.  However, I do not recommend going to try on bikinis after hogging down a big ole slab of this good stuff, but I can rest easy knowing I’ve tried my best to healthify this diddy.

Flank Steak

Hey yo’.  I’m sorry I felt the need to have an opener…a dorkish one at that.

What is it about a good piece of steak that makes everything seem so right?  Maybe it is because I become like a dictator in my home and only allow a small ration of it every week.  If it was up to other parties involved we would feed on beef constantly.  There would be a never ending supply of steakums, jerky, and beef sticks laying around to be consumed at any given moment in time.

Blueberry White Chocolate Cookies

Okay so it happened.

 

I did the exact thing I was trying to avoid.  In my kitchen one afternoon I had myself a little bake fest.  In flour dusted yoga pants I whipped up some bread, cookies, and some granola.  As the bun atop my head saggath and I started to look a little disheveled, I stirred my blueberry cookie dough one stroke too many.  This is what happened…