Or is it fillo? Maybe phyllo. Filo? Maybe fyllo? Whatever. You know what I'm talking about – that flaky pastry you use when you want to add more butter to your diet. The other night I needed to make some appetizers and I didn't want to go to the store, so I pillaged the freezer. And the pantry and the fridge. I found mushrooms, cheese, some shallots and stuff, and a frozen box of filo dough. I couldn't remember why I had bought it because I hate things that are difficult, including phyllo, which is even difficult to spell. (One day, when I write an actual book, I'll pick a spelling, but until then, enjoy the variety!)
Read moreOld School Party Food is the Best Party Food: Homemade Chex Mix with a Twist
Kitchen twine, grocery bag tags, and mason jars is about as Pinterest-y as I'll get.
Are you old enough to remember when there was no Pinterest? And no social media? The only pictures you saw of the food people made for parties or to give to their friends were blurry photos they snapped with actual film cameras, and those photos were mostly of actual people. Do you remember when food didn't have to look good unless you were in a fancy city restaurant? And people didn't have to look all that good at parties because the photos were guaranteed to blur out any imperfections, leaving behind only happy memories. Remember when parties were parties, not showcases? I do.
Read moreHennessy Night Makes Everything Alright
The Hennessy and egg white cocktail with no name. Suggestions welcome.
So, it was one of those weeks, and at least several of my friends were having the same week, which seems to be a theme for a lot of women. But about mid-week, something amazing happened that turned the week around. I came home one day to a package on the front porch. Unlike all the rest of my packages, this was not a boring Amazon Prime box full of necessities. Nope. This was a beautiful gift, a bottle of Hennessy V.S.O.P Privilège.
Read moreHors d'œuvres Are Fancier Than Snacks. But They Don't Have to Be Difficult.
You know what's confusing? Feelings. I haven't enjoyed my feelings very much recently. Is that a fun opener? Well, no. But I need some fun, so I've had hors d'œuvres on my mind because what's more fun than having people in and eating snacks for dinner?
Read moreTiny Sandwiches
Some days, even a whole sandwich is too much to handle. Kidding. I can always eat a sandwich, but sometimes I like to meddle, which is where tea sandwiches come in. Or finger sandwiches, or whatever you call them. My mom called them finger sandwiches, but...I don't like to name food after body parts? But "tea sandwich" sounds pretentious and my big thing is eating at home in my stretchy pants, so.
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