Creamed Spinach like you find at Boston Market or Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse is super simple to make homemade.
I love spinach. You can serve it to me raw or cooked, fresh or frozen (canned is more meh, but I will eat it), fancy or unadorned. I love it hidden or in plain sight. And even though I grew up watching Popeye reruns after school, I liked before I knew it could make me have bulging forearms. Actually, I am a little glad that I never ate enough to get those bulging forearms, but still, I love my spinach! Continue reading
Let Reser’s Main St. Bistro Baked Sides help you put together Thanksgiving dinner with ease.
I am all about trying new things, but like I said in my last post, sometimes it takes baby steps for me or my kids to like things. Kale straight up is one of those things that the kids balk at. They like Kale Chips, I think because of the crunch and salt. A dish that starts with the word Kale, though, sends up red flags in their brains. Continue reading
I am not usually a turnip fan. My mother used to serve them plain, mashed with butter. I hated their strong flavor. Now that I am a grown up, thought, I can appreciate that turnips have redeeming value. They are full of vitamins, dietary fiber, even calcium. So I am trying to like them, through baby steps. Continue reading
Years ago, when I was hitting the library each week for new cookbooks to read, I found a recipe for Cheesy Potatoes in Down Home with the Neely’s that I copied and started making. It was divine. Over the years, I have adapted it to fit my cooking style and this is what it is today. It is a winner. Continue reading
My kids call risotto, “Cheesy Rice.” Yes, I am doing a bang up job teaching my children culture and refinement. Despite my best efforts, they are stubborn to the end, saying, “Why call it something fancy when we can just describe what it is?” Oy! What do you do with such an attitude? Continue reading
This recipe came about because it’s winter and I didn’t want to make a regular potato salad. That probably doesn’t make any sense, but to me potato salad is a summer food, reminiscent of sunshine and picnics. Serving it up when the temperatures are in the 50s or below is like teasing a child with candy they cannot have. If it’s not warm outside, don’t show me potato salad. Continue reading