Recipe: Sausage Pasta Toss

Planning or even cooking dinner really isn't my thing. 

Thinking about what to make is simply exhausting.

Do I have all the ingredients?

Does something need to be thawed?

Reruns of Fixer Upper are on,

do I really need to get up and start cooking?

I would actually be alright with cereal, for dinner, for the rest of my life if it meant I didn't have to think about it ever again.

However, my amazing hubby does like to cook and he is good at it!

Thank goodness! We won’t starve around here.

When we first got married we made a deal…

If he cooks, then I clean up the mess and vice versa.

It's a pretty sweet deal!

So this summer Matt came up with this little dinner {and of course, I cleaned up the dishes afterward}.

Why do You Run?

Great Grandma Helen’s Chocolate Syrup

Have I mentioned that my husband is a marathon runner?

He probably wouldn't tell you himself unless it came up in conversation. He is too humble for that. This accomplishment is one of the many things that I love about him.

His reason for running....

"...because I can".

And if you ask me if I will be joining him in this personal journey of new distances and times beat, my reply will be…

“I only run if it's raining or I am being chased”.

The Great Debate of the 1990's

Recipe: Peanut Butter Cup Brownie Trifle

There is an age old debate.

It has been talked about for decades.

This debate is very heated....one that draws clear lines between sides even though both sides can be argued equally.

What is this debate, you ask?

The Real Reason My Husband Married Me

Recipe: Mac N' Cheese

When we got married almost 13 years ago, I didn't know the real reason why my husband proposed.

He kept it on the down-low for a very long time. We just went about our business like a normal everyday couple. I never suspected anything.

And every once in awhile the hubs would say, "Some of your mac n' cheese would be really good in my belly."

Yep. That is how he says it.

And happily, I would make this dish for him.




Then one cold and snowy day, about 8 years in, I figured out his secret.

My husband did not marry me for my smile.

He did not marry me for my savvy money sense.

Indeed, he did not marry for my green eyes {although he would tell you otherwise}.

Egg & Oil Free Cake 

Apparently, Mother Nature is having a good laugh at us right now. 

It is the fourth day of Spring and yet we are looking out our windows at a foot of snow on the ground.

And it was new snow this week.

We had no snow last week at the end of the winter. 

It doesn't surprise me though...we do live in upstate New York.

It’s Magic, Magic…

We have been busy working through our Summer Bucket List. We've actually done 14 things on the list so far...pretty ambitious.

Last night we needed a little project for the boys who were tired from swimming all day and crabby/ fighting with each other.  Do you know those days where they are perfect angels one minute and little devils the next or am I the only one? That is for another blog post, I guess.

So we made Hocus Pocus Rolls.  Why the Hocus Pocus? We heard they are magical. Really? Magical food? Let's find out.

You need:

One can of crescent rolls

One marshmallow for each roll

Cinnamon sugar

Melted Butter

Wax paper and a baking tray

A cute assistant or two

Get your very cute assistant to count out the marshmallows and hope that he doesn't lick any of them. Preheat oven to 350.

Roll the marshmallows in the melted butter. Then roll them in the cinnamon sugar.

Wrap the marshmallow in the crescent roll, pinching the dough together securely.

When all crescents are rolled they will look like this...

Bake them for 12 minutes. And then Hocus Pocus...the marshmallow disappears! How? Where does it go?

And boy oh boy...they are tasty! Amazingly, there wasn't any marshmallow taste at all.

One Miner adjustment that we would have made is to roll out the crescent roll a little, so that there are more dough to pinch around the marshmallow. On some of the rolls the pinch wasn't tight enough, so a little marshmallow ran out onto the baking tray. What was left inside did disappear though. Weird!

Happy Magic!

~Trina