Roasted Cherry & Pistachio Chocolate Chunk Ice Cream
Wanna know a secret? I could live without ice cream. I know, right? That’s like blasphemy or something. It’s just wrong to not love ice cream. But here I am, and I don’t love it. I do however seriously enjoy homemade ice cream. I’ve had fun coming up with flavors that both The Stud Muffin and I like. TSM loves ice cream. The man has never met a bowl of ice cream that he didn’t like. When I told him he couldn’t have any of this ice cream until I had a chance to take photos I thought the poor man was going to pass out. It’s not nice to deny The Stud…
Food Hippie Granola
I love granola. My mom used to buy the Heartland brand of granola (cereal) when we were kids. I remember it had very plump raisins and the trick was to hurry up and eat it as quickly as you could before it sucked up all your milk. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a bowl of that granola. I actually thought the company went out of business years ago because boxes of Quaker, Sunbelt and Kellogg’s granola monopolized every cereal shelf in every grocery store where I shopped. Then one day, whilst perusing the ‘take out a second mortgage to shop here’ aisles, I noticed that Heartland was still making granola…
Macadamia & White Chocolate Cookies
There are only 3 reasons that I can think of why White Chocolate exists. The first reason is to be baked into a cookie. Any cookie. It doesn’t really matter; white chocolate tastes good in cookies. The second reason is as a coating for pretzels. I love white chocolate covered pretzels and prior to going all Food Hippie and striving to eliminate processed foods from my diet, I used to eat pretzels covered in white chocolate. Great. Now I want pretzels.
My First (recipe) Mistake (aka 7-Layer Bars)
Well Food Posse Peeps, I finally did it- I made my first mistake this evening while putting together a pan of 7-Layer Bars to share with y’all. The good news, they taste perfectly fine. The bad news- they’re not very stable, don’t hold their shape, are very gooey AND (whispers) they’re ugly.