This creamy grape salad will make your stomach sing Alleluia. It is that good. If I’ve scared you off from my cooking with tales of thrown together meals, be scared no more. This recipe absolves me of all my prior cooking mishaps. Forget I ever said eating dinner at my house is a little like play Russian Roulette. That was a total exaggeration. This recipe
Lots of layers and fluffy, buttery icing are good, but at heart, I’m a coffee cake kind of girl. It’s more of an everyday kind of cake, not that I need cake every single day, but every now and then I get an urge for something sweet. I’m not much of an pre-packaged kind of sweets girl. Well, unless we’re talking chocolate. I’ll eat
Sometimes I think we should be living on the boarder, because we love Mexican food. My son has been eating bean burritos since he was about ten months old. Yes, he’s gassy. Given the amount of salsa we buy, you’d think we would be fluent in Spanish. I mean, you are what you eat, right? But, no, our Spanish mainly consists of adding “el” and
Planning is not my specialty. Meal Planning is a foreign concept. Eating at my house is like playing Russian roulette with slightly less risk. I haven’t killed anyone with my meatloaf. Yet. I lack of organization and planning. Being a positive person, I say I am spontaneous. Spontaneity doesn’t work in the kitchen unless your kitchen happens to be right smack in the center
Cooking is a dangerous business. There are the stove fires and the mishaps with the microwave, those very inflammable risks that come from working in the kitchen; however, no one thinks the actual act of eating can be dangerous. Last night I made chicken noodle soup from a can and grilled cheese sandwiches, because I’m a culinary queen. The bread was homemade. You need to
Hi! My name is Christy and I write the blog My Invisible Crown. I started in September of 2012 as a creativity outlet mostly since my kids are getting older and need me now in different, less time consuming ways than they did when they were small. My Invisible Crown is predominantly about food, it’s truly one of my great passions, but occasionally you’ll see
I’m saying Hello to Monday with a few of my favorite winter recipes. I don’t know how it is where you live, but here in New York, winter is still in full force. We are in a homecooking, comfort food kind of mood. That’s why I decided to share my favorite winter recipes with you. Breakfast Recipe I love a hot breakfast. Cold cereal is
I resisted attempting one of these chocolate cakes in a mug because I know my own weaknesses. Chocolate cake is like kryptonite for me, along with m&m’s, potato chips, ice-cream…well, you get the idea. Eventually good sense gave way to a craving and all it took was my son saying, “I wish we had something sweet” to send my mind into a tizzy. Chocolate Cake
I’m so happy to welcome Jessie to The Domestic Fringe. She blogs over at Dream and Differ where she talks about food, homeschooling, and decorating. Be sure to check out her What I Wore Wednesday posts, because she always looks adorable. In October she ran a series called 31 Days of Comfort Food. That’s when I officially fell in love with her recipes. This girl
We never set out to make traditions. They just sorta happen. Some families love tradition – the memories, the ritual, the thought of passing down something to another generation. We just haven’t prioritized making traditions. We’ve made lots of memories, but that’s about it. Perhaps it’s because we’re not overly traditional. I mean, FringeMan is more traditional than I am. He insists we eat turkey
I’m pretty sure my kids thought the world was ending this morning. I made breakfast on a school day and it was full of sugar and all things good. Normally a weekday breakfast in our house looks like a bowl of cereal, microwaved oatmeal, or toast with peanut butter. I’m not a morning person and I don’t pretend to be one. My kids know that.
When I posted this picture on facebook, someone thought they were an exotic type of nasty meatballs. I can say with confidence, these are neither nasty, nor are they meatballs. They are no bake cookie bites and they are so simple to make. The only downside is that if you are like me, you will eat way too many of them. Luckily most of the
Hello Monday. I have a recipe for you today. Last week I made an experimental recipe. In my mind, it was going to be great, but reality was up for grabs. It could go either way. My son’s friend was over and I invited him to stay for dinner. He was iffy on whether he wanted to stay and eat or not. I can’t say
For the longest time I thought home baked bread was a skill reserved for the Ma Ingalls type of woman. You know, the woman who plucks her own chicken, sews her own apron, cuts her children’s hair, picks eggs, and grinds wheat. I don’t hold a candle to Ma Ingalls. I may get my craft on every once in a while, but I am no
It’s Thursday, a double chocolate kind of day. If you are from some alternate universe without taste buds and you do not like chocolate, I apologize. Maybe we’ll have a double vanilla Tuesday or something, but today is all about the chocolate. And the garlic. Yup. I said garlic. Chocolate + Garlic = Bad Bread + Satisfied Cravings That my friends is an algebraic equation.