Author Archives: Get Off Your Butt and BAKE Pepperidge Farm Mixed Berry Baskets – Puff Pastry, glazed berries and whipped cream. What more can you ask for! A while ago, Pepperidge Farm contacted me and asked if I wanted to take on their Puffection™ Springtime Entertaining Challenge. Since the challenge involved puff pastry, I jumped in with both feet!  Creamy Bacon Carbonara Pasta surrounded in a bed of golden flaky, parmesan puff pastry, topped with crisp bacon and parmesan shavings! Is your mouth watering yet? It should be!  Sinfully Delicious Desserts, is exactly what this Cookbook promises. Apple Crisp on its own is fabulous, but orange juice glazed apples and apricots pulled me in!  Just the other day, I was waiting my turn in the check out line. I could feel my heart thumping, and I’m sure the lady waiting behind me could also hear it! “Calm down, you idiot, you used it before, and you didn’t screw up!” . . . I thought to myself. I swiped my…  ZipList – The perfect solution for Saving and Printing recipes, seems to be one of the hottest trends – turned “Classic.” I’m happy to be proudly wearing it on this blog!  You’ve probably heard the saying . . . Puttin’ on the Ritz. If you have thirty seconds and just four ingredients, you can make this spectacular dessert! This is the perfect crowd pleaser at the end of a meal, when you need “a little something sweet!”  In the past, they have said that Blondes have more fun. Recently, the news reports that brunettes are winning that race. Who comes up with all this crap anyway? A few blonde highlights do make me feel brighter and happier however, so possibly these peanut butter blondies will make you happy as well.  Definition of FUDGE: 1. a soft creamy candy made typically of sugar, milk, butter, and flavoring 2. to fail to perform as expected (1) I made Fudge + (2) I didn’t get this post up before Easter = completion of FUDGE !  Spring has sprung somewhere. Last week it came for a brief moment, but was carried off in the wind. Early this morning, long before my eyes opened, my ears could hear the chirping of cold baby birds. Their beaks are probably skyward, open wide and hungry for food. From a distance, I’ve been keeping my… |
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