• BBQ Spice rub for ribs Real Food Girl
    Barbeque

    Real Food Girl BBQ Spice Rub

    I’ve got some sad news my friends. It’s so sad I actually cried.  It could possibly be hormones, but we’ll just play along and say it is because of sadness. After years of tinkering I finally created what The Stud Muffin and I felt was my best BBQ Spice Rub. That stuff was Da Bomb!  I slapped that rub on chicken, ribs, pork chops, and that meat was happy! Heck, WE were happy. Happiness all around. Happy meat, happy wife, happy life. And life was BBQ’y and good and happy.  Then, one day, I decided it was time to organize my desk and purge papers and things I’d had for years that were…

  • Real Food Enchilada Sauce by Real Food Girl: Unmodified- Homemade Pantry Staples. Yum!
    Miscellaneous

    Real Food Enchilada Sauce

    I love to spoil you guys. I really do.  Case in point; tomorrow for 30-Minute Monday I’m sharing my Beef and Bean Enchilada recipe.  But in order to have it fit into the 30-minute time frame, you guys would have to use a powdered enchilada mix.  Which, if you can find one that is truly nothing but organic spices, that’s not a bad thing, but making one from scratch always seems like a better idea to me.  In order for you guys to be able to make the enchiladas, I wanted you to have my Real Food Enchilada Sauce recipe. YAY!! And, if I don’t get this posted before Monday, you’ll have to…

  • Balsamic Roasted Tomatoes| Real Food Girl: Unmodified. I have to try these!!
    Condiments,  Vegetables

    Balsamic Roasted Tomatoes

    Pure beauty. That’s what these tomatoes are. Pure-brilliant-beauty.  I’m not a fan of raw tomatoes. Shocked?  Yeah, most people are. It’s a textural thing. Goes right up there with mushrooms and peas.  Put a dish in front of me with a few of these roasted, deep-red beauties and it’s another story all-together.  I’ve been promising this recipe for close to a year now, and I’m truly sorry it has taken me so long to getting around to photographing these.  My excuse is that we eat them after I make them and only after we’re rubbing our bellies and dabbing the corners of our mouths with our high-falutin’ paper napkins, would I realized I’d…